I kissed her on lips and lasted on bed while kissing; she responded well she kept hands on my buttocks and pressing. With her tongue she touched my li...s and I bite her tongue and kissing her lips. And now I started removing her blouse hooks and very excited to see v those v melons. I removed her blue completely and enjoying her soft boobs. That are very soft, am pressing those boobs. She is enjoying. I sucked both her melons one after other. Then I removed her petticoat lower, her pussy is. I folded my paper and thought about my approach. “So speaking of late nights” I started. “Was it a good time last night?”“it is nice… you know when we are having sex” she shrugged “but..”“But there is something lacking?”“Yeah sorta” she looked at me “I cannot believe I am talking to my boyfriends Dad about this”“I have always been honest with sons. Now that they have girls they know they don’t have to hide what they are doing.”“ same goes for you Sadie. You have done nothing to be embarrassed. I sat opposite him and again reiterated my need for sl**p. He stood up and the bulge in his pants was obviously adding to his discomforture with the pain of nothing over the last 9 months. I reached for the camera, ‘Can I take a photo of you?’ I stood up letting my front open accidentally on purpose, and on seeing me for the first time, pert breasted, pinky and tip tilted, complete with shaved bush, he remained frozen to the spot. I pretended not to notice my indecent pose, standing with the. My first awareness was a splash of color—a violent assault on my infant senses. An awakening. It touched every fiber of my latent being with passion, anger, madness.I was alive.And then there was nothing.No. There was, with my awareness of self, an awareness of other, as well. I dwelt upon that.I would like to claim that in my embryonic state, all the mysteries of the universe were revealed. That I transcended the mundane. That I understood the mind of God. But truthfully, those were concepts.