It was difficult to describe in everyday words, but the connection just sent wave after wave of maleness."Is there even such a word as 'maleness'?" he...asked himself. "How else would I describe this? It's weird. It just feels like the essence of 'being a man' or something. It's not – caveman or macho per se – it's a feeling of assuredness, of being in control or something. I don't know ... a feeling of being self-aware and comfortable in my own skin. No, even that doesn't really sum it up. It's. .. it changes the conversation, I didn't miss anything from the scene .... it's in the box ...the three of us got up to wash ourselves in the water, suddenly with the wines, the emotion and the heat of the action ... I didn't notice that there were 2 couples and 3 men alone a little further awayEveryone looks at us with a smile on their face, instantly I feel ashamed and in my head ... I said to myself: they were watching the channel + lol.I shudder to think of it, this day was memorable .... I. " My ass slammed up to meet him. "I love that dick in me." "Daddy's sweet whore. I can do anything to you, can't I, baby?" he asked, pulling out and going down on his knees to suck on my clit. "Yes, Daddy! Oh, goddamn! Suck that clit!" I wrapped my legs around my daddy's ears and head and leaned back on the table, tipping over the salt. My daddy slurped and sucked on my pussy as I pinched and pulled on my own nipples. I was so hot, I think I got carried away with the imagery. "Oh, yea, Daddy!. I grabbed it at first. this was the first penis i ever grabbed. and i started squeezing and playing around with it. Zac stopped fingering me and we stopped kissing. i quietly moved down and proceeded to give him my very first head job. after a while of doing this, we went back to kissing and eventually fell asleep. Over the next month or so we continued doing small things like this until 1nigh zac and i were at my house laying on my bed when out of the blue he told me he loved me. i was so.