There was the dancing. There had been moments when we danced that the pressure of her breasts against my chest and the feel of the small of her back u...der my hand aroused me, and on several occasions, emboldened by alcohol, I pressed my hardened cock against her. She did not pull away.There were the kisses. When we danced, the dance always ended with a kiss -- even the times when I'd pressed myself against her. I preferred believing these weren't "thanks for the dance" kisses; I wanted to. While she looked up at me with a mischievous grin on her face she unbuttoned my jeans, then unzipped them and dropped my pants and boxers to my ankles. My 8” cock stood straight out pointing at her face. She continued to look up at me in such as sexy way and said, “When you cum, you better pour it all down my throat. The last thing I need is to walk out of here with sperm frozen all over my face or in my hair.” With that she began running her tongue around the tip of my dick. It felt so. ) We were standing in line on the sharply rising steps of our favorite disreputable Chinese restaurant when I heard an alto voice behind me say hello. Turning, I saw the lovely face of the girl who had broken my heart in high school, Jan. I stammered a little, then recovered and introduced the girls to one another. During the ensuing conversation it came out that they were both psychology majors (so much the worse for me)Since Jan was there by herself Elizette invited her to share our table.. It was getting late so Daddy decided to head to our last stop we went to his doctor friend's office, we went into one of his rooms where he gave me a shot of saline into my chest, which made my chubby chest grow to a plump c cup. When I saw myself in the mirror I was estatic and instantly jumped in to my Daddy's arms and started to kiss him hard. When Istopped he smiled and asked " Do you like them?" I expelled a resounding "Yes, Daddy I love them, I wish I could stay like this forever!" Then.