A lot of kissing. But it was always plain sex. I was kinky at this time, but he never knew that. He was always involved with this one girl. They ere o... and off always. He would be dating her for a while and then they would break up and he would have a fling with someone else. This happened like hundreds of times while I was friends with him. When he asked me out I hoped it was different, but still had a fear that it was not going to be. I was also very new at the sex thing. So I was still a. "What?" Miss Malone asked.I walked over to the couch and began dressing."Jacqueline has more experience than Samantha," I said. "If you're setting me as the best they can imagine, then what they feel is completely based on how good their imagination is. More experience, better imagination." Oh!" Miss Malone said biting her lip."An interesting problem for you to solve, Slave," I told her after I finished dressing.I walked over to Jacqueline and crouched down. Her eyes were still unfocussed from. All day I played with her nipples and pussy whenever possible. She was super horny. At one point she was so horny she asked if we could go out to the woods behind the house so I could go down on her. I told her no! I did let go into the bathroom and told her she could play for one minute. She went in and came back more frustrated than ever.At about 9 it was decided we were going to bed. She was upstairs and I was downstairs. I told her by 10 she was to be sucking my cock. At 9:55 she was. The wine made me woozy and a little relaxed so I tried to rest with my head on the window but the car kept bumping, I couldn’t get comfy. Dad has an older model car he is very proud of, it is a classic old Ford with a wide bench seat, big enough for three people to sit up front. I got irritated banging my head on the window so I laid across the seat and put my head on dad’s leg, using his thigh as a pillow. He rested his right hand on my shoulder and I relaxed into a semi-aware stupor. Dad.