This time, I was the one who ended up crying. And they weren’t tears of happiness, like hers had been, earlier.She shushed me, held me, kissed my ch...eks and chest. She had just ‘given up’ her virginity and wasn’t bothered by it in the least. I was the basket case.She wouldn’t let me talk. She just held me tightly until I relaxed, and then held me tenderly while my breathing returned to normal.Somehow, we drifted off.Six hours later I woke up for the first time in my life with a warm, naked body. Damn I'm such a slut I thought as I remembered the taste and texture of his dick in my mouth and knew I craved to taste it again. The thought of sucking his big dick again sent shivers of pleasure coursing through my body and made my clit pulse strongly with need. I felt so relaxed lying there as I thought of fucking him and how it would feel to be "Knotted" like I'd heard about from people watching two dogs fuck once. At the time I didn’t know what they were talking about and how they could be. ..”“No!” she exclaimed.“No, what?” I blurted.“No, sir, I wasn’t a virgin two weeks ago. I’m sorry, daddy.”“Oh, really?” I couldn’t help but be startled, but at the same time I realized it no longer mattered. “How old were you?”“Twelve.”“Who was it?” I asked; her truthfulness was compelled by now.“Mom’s date for my birthday,” Stacy said. “Mom said it was a present.”I ground my teeth. “Wow. Guess it was a special day,”“Not that way,” she said. “Not that way, Daddy!”.I ignored her. “Basic Stacy. . Seeing this my aunt laughed and said that with this speed no woman with satisfy, and all along that hand of her was not removed over my tool. She said she wanted to test me and see how fast i can get hard again, saying this she sat on her toes and took my tool in her mouth, i was stunned with her intentions, she was seriously concentrating on my dick, from top i could see her big cleavage, and she was not having a bra on, immediately i was hard and she was sucking it hard and hard, i was.