“I can’t hold it any longer cutie, I want to get inside you”. I stopped and came up to him to kiss him on his lips. I fell on him with my boobs ...rushing his chest and we kissed for a couple of minutes. He then turned me over. The sound of bangles and anklet, how hard avi was dealing with me was making me really wet. He came on top, kissed my neck and moved on to my boobs. He kissed my entire breasts except for the nipples. He went on to my armpit and kept going down with his tongue up to my. This is the story of my first time with our experienced Stud Dog, King, in the Fall of 1977 after I became a Junior in High School. He was a magnificent beast, but he was a BEAST when it came to sex, as I was to discover one long afternoon. My tale of my tail will progress in this blog to how I became my Dads two stud dog’s “fuck bitch” intermittently for my last two years of High School. My kid brother and my best friend had been fucking me since I was 12 years old in 1972 so I wasn’t a. I mentioned that I would like to do a give away someday, so they decided this was the year. I decided on the spur of the moment to go along with it. Too bad they weren't around to see it.I wore red stretch ski pants and a red sweatshirt and a red sweater. Dressed in red with the elf hat, I made a pretty fair Anorexic Santa. I stopped in the news stand first to deliver my candy. I had been inside the newsstand maybe twice my whole time in town. Still it was Christmas and I was determined to walk. How couldn’t I? I had responded to her kiss. Yes, I had done that. But I still wanted a guy. God, I was just so confused. I decided to try to talk to him, open myself up. It could have also been the wine. “Well… I’m sorry,” I said, “You are going to think I’m, like, retarded or something, but I can’t keep talking about everything under the sun without admitting to you, that I don’t know your name.” “Everyone calls me Ash, so you should too,” he said. “Ash? Is that short for Ashley?” I asked..