?So how do you feel, nowthat I?m here? Tony asked. It was a fair question. I needed to get tothe crux of the matter and make some decisions ?When you ...ee Jessica,how does your night pan out?? I asked ?We arrange a date and time tomeet by text, then I pick her up and I take her back to my house. Wemay have a glass of wine before we go out, then get a taxi into townand spend a night there like any normal couple.? Tony explained. ?Howdid you make initial contact with her? I asked further. ?There?s. Then my tongue slowly penetrates you and you gasp!I am quickening the pace now...and you move to my rhythm...your hips are swaying and your knees are shaking. I start moving my tongue up and down your crack all the way to your dimples and back down to your ass...you are BEGGING me for more and grab my hair from behind and pull me to your waiting lips and give me a deep wet kiss and your tongue probes for mine and I begin to suck your tongue in my mouth.I gently caress your shoulders again and. Adrian put his hand behind my head and pulls my face against his, I was in heaven. I would have kissed this boy the whole night, but I was desperate to taste his cock.For months I wondered how his cock would smell and taste, now I was finally ready.“Time to clean his majesty cock, slut”, Adrian instructed me.I broke the kiss and moved my face on his crotch.Adrian was pinching his foreskin and pulling it all the way so it created a gap between the skin and his cock head.“Stick your tongue in. That thought made me think, had my father wounded me? I decided that, no, he had not broken my skin but he had definitely left me bruised. So bruised, in fact, that I'd been limping. I had been wounded.Acknowledging that my father had intended to wound me, had wounded me, and had evidently had enough control to not wound me worse than he intended, sparked rage in me for a few moments. Then I asked myself: what can I do about this now? Nothing, was the answer. Therefore dwelling on it and.