Her pussy was trimmed, but not shaven, just how I liked it. As she climbed back onto the bed, I pulled my boxers off, revealing my stiff cock to her. ...he quickly took it in her hands, rubbing is so gently, I'd asked for her to make love to me and that is exactly what she did. She knew I loved it when she ran my cock between her tits and rubbed her body on it. Before long, she was sucking my cock like she had never sucked before. In a thousand blow jobs no one will ever suck my cock like her, it. Dad said he needed my opinion so he could make better movies. Last year I found out that wasn’t really why I sat on daddy’s lap so much. Dad wanted to feel my tushie pressing against his dick. He also wanted to know if a plot made me hot and squirmy.I never developed shy or modest feelings about my body. I never thought anything was wrong with daddy giving me a bath or seeing and touching my naked body. I didn’t have a self-conscious phase or try to hide my body under baggy clothes.I started. At the end of my 8 hour shift I got on the bus for the long ride home.A man whom I had seen before got on the bus and asked if he could sit next to me. Riding the bus everyday He often would sit close to me watching me when he didn’t think I noticed. He was a big black man. Virile and tall.Every time the bus doors would open I would catch a whiff of his cologne, damn he smelt good. He was dark with darting black eyes, long eye lashes, a shaved head and a nicely trimmed goatee. We talked,. And what the hell was “like this”? “OK. I am trusting you with this. I mean really trusting you! Here goes…. I am not a virgin – no secret to you – at least in the final act sense. But I am mentally – what I mean is there has been absolutely no intense thrill for me from the sex. The reason is that I have always believed that love making must be with the right “one” to have that intense kind of emotional impact. Other than that it is just sex – OK in its own right but not earth shaking no.