" Yeah it is, but you will get used to it, you just have to acquire thetaste." Then he drank even more of it. I was surprised at how he couldjust take... straight like he did.As the evening went on my dad just kept drinking and drinking. We werearound the fire the whole time, and I could tell what was going on. Ieventually told him he should go lay down in the tent, and he heard thatand started stumbling over to the tent. I got up quickly to go unzip thetent door and open it. Just in time too,. Her mom seemed especially happy about Paris going to a dance being as she had never gone to one before, she also told me she was happy that Paris had found a good friend like me. Before we left her mom snapped a picture of us, we both did look great, I wondered if anyone would even recognize us. It's not that we looked bad during school, we both always wore make-up, but we never looked as dolled-up as we did tonight, we never tried any new hairstyles or wore colors as bright as the one we were. I didn't see or hear anyone though. She was hopping and wiggling as she came again, and let out a "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" as she soared over the top. I kept my licking and sucking up for another minute or so, prolonging the pleasure she was experiencing. Finally, she pushed me away and said "Enough!"I climbed back up to the boardwalk sporting a nice hardon in my shorts and her juice covering my face.She got up and sat on the bench seat, still naked from the waist down. She said "I have not come that. As I gained somepractical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac andwhenever I got chanceI tried to fuck any aged girls orwomen with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncoveredboobs and pussies from hidden places when they change attires. I always findthe chance to touch teats and breasts of sleeping girls or women. I thinkalways believe “sex is one kind of art. So I want to share the real stories ofthose incidents of my life with yours. I assure.