I can't be your dessert,'' I sighed.''You’re a virgin! You can't be. You’re too beautiful not to have had sex with someone. Not that I think your ... slut,'' he stressed''I know what you mean. I'm sorry that I wasn't honest with you, John. How about I make it up to you?'' I winked at him.''What ever do you mean, Lauren?'' he asked, acting innocently.I pushed him onto the sofa and went to the kitchen to get the champagne. I handed him a glass and we toasted to new beginnings. I pushed his feet. He pulled my pallu , exposing the boobs and caressing my boobs over the blouse . He himself got naked in no time and i can see his penis, which is thick but not long enough like my husband. He make me stand and opened my blouse, boobs were free. He was sucking like anything, pinching my nipples. Wow, what a sensation. He made me sit in chair and told me suck his penis. I was sucking the dick and he murmuring -”. There stood Paul, dressed in a tiny blue cotton dress, white ankle socksand black patent, high heeled sandals. His long hair was in pigtails tiedhigh on either side of his head with blue ribbons, and the ends hung downto his ears. Loose strands of hair fell either side of his face.Sam recovered enough to explain. "Polly Pissy Pants is a doll of Becky'sfrom years ago. She sits on a rocking chair in the old toy room now. Ihaven't taken any notice of her in years, but I'd notice that. She was a very stacked and tall women with large hips and big breasts and a very pretty face, people would always comment to my dad how pretty she was. My dad and stepmom were very open about sex, my father had porn magazines all over and videos in their bedroom. I would always look forward to being alone in the house so that I could look at their porn, also I had stole a few magazines and stashed them, I got caught looking at one by my stepmom in the garage one day when I was 15 , I could tell.