I answered it. Her voice was sweet. Maybe I am being overdramatic. But look at it from a virgin’s point of view. She sounded sweet. She was there, n...ar the bench. She was waving at me. I got up.She said, “Hi.”“Hi, there.” And it was a half hug. An awkward one. God, kill me, please. Let me explain here real quick. She was a dusky looking girl wearing glasses. Height around 5.8, A little curvy. And she was beautiful. Not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful the way she. I didn’t want to do anything too differently. Back then, I always wore a t-shirt and shorts, and I wasn’t going to suddenly change things. This was going to be an interesting night, but I had to make sure to be my old self, to an extent. A dash of extra cologne, perhaps, but nothing more. That night, as I got set to head out, I got an unusual surprise. “Where are you going?” my mom asked. “Shit” I cursed in my head. I had managed to avoid my parents throughout these trips back, but apparently. Well after the third pump Daddy hit his peak and his hips jolted up and his cock went super hard and it lifted my butt and lower back off the sofa and I went up on my head to balance while I heard Daddy make sounds like old people do when they die in the movies, so I guess cumming make guys die a little each time. Daddy relaxed and flexed one final time, this time I was lifted clear off my shoulder blades while Daddys fire hose dick. emptied the last of what he had into me and I fell back to. My 16th birthday was going to mile stone memory for the wrong reasons, my mum called me into her room i came sat down where she had asked me to sit. she gave me present i was thinking why alone? as i unwrapped it and discovered it was a shoe box and she said ‘i know you have been wearing these so’ it was a pair of white high heels but in a size 8 for me i hugged my mum as i asked can wear them now. i slipped them on standing in them was very arousing for me i could not hide my hard on, mum.