I sit her up and grab a bottle of water and a Band-Aid I found in the glove box. Sit still baby. I say as I gently drip water into the wound, making h...r wince. I then rub the dirt out carefully, then seal it with a Band-Aid. There you go. All better now. I see her smile as I know shes thinking A Band-Aid wont help with everything. but she keeps quiet and just smiles. My heart sews itself back together as I see her smile. So, daddy got you something. I say with a smile. What is it?! she says. He was pushing his cock deeper in my mouth when I felt a thick warm blast of cum hit my tongue. Jerry held my head still and arched his hips up off the couch and pushed his cock into my mouth and held still as he unloaded his balls in my mouth. I felt the swell and flex of each shot and counted five strong squirts and then a warm flow that I was able to hold in my mouth. He was moaning and going, “Ugh...ugh...ugh,” the whole time he was squirting. When he quieted down, let go of my head and. With her forefingers she drew large circles around her areolae.“That’s good. Just swirl your fingers around your nipples. Tiny little spirals that make you feel so good and let your mind go deeper and deeper. That’s right. Focus now on the pleasure. Go slowly. Savour that sensation. Feel those waves of pleasure flow from the tips of your fingers, through your breasts, all the way down into your clitoris.”She was entirely inside herself now. The world no longer existed, only his voice and the. A boy of nearly 17 should stay away from a girl of just 13. Right? Age of consent is 16 and that must be for a reason. Right? Sure. Sure! I felt dreadful. It came to a head around my 17th birthday when Emma in no uncertain terms let me know that she expected me to invite her as my date to junior prom or else...I was saved from making a decision by a bout of glandular fever - I was ill in bed for over three weeks including my birthday and the prom the following night (attendance was in fact.