We had chatted and been online dirty teases to one another for years. But we had never seen one another face to face until in the mall. In many ways s...he was even more beautiful and stunning than I had known her to be from her pictures and that was saying something! I wondered if she was genuinely frightened by what I would do to her. I hoped that she did not have a good reason to be frightened.She opened the door and stepped out and my jaw nearly fell to the carpet! She still had on the shoes. We passed along a cobbled street for a few moments, with houses becoming sparser and a lot smaller as we went along, before stopping at the second house from the end, where the cobbles turned into a dirt track path. The house was tiny, a bungalow with only four small rooms, a plain wooden door and deep walls with tiny windows. She pushed the door open and we went into the surprisingly warm main room where she set my baggage down and gestured for me to sit, and I felt my feet sigh with relief.. His tongue, his miraculous tongue swirled around the nipple. I lifted his head off and kissed him, I tasted a little of my juice. We played tonsil hockey for a minute or two. He broke off and whispered, ‘Ready for the cherry popper?’ I nodded, very bravely I thought. My head swam, it was him, Anthony. My perfect Anthony. My baby-sky-blue eyes, my tan dark skin, my muscle pumped Anthony was going to enter my virgin body and take what can’t be brought back. He plunged in and I didn’t feel. Don’t make me the focus of your life. You’re just starting out ... don’t waste it on me ... I’m an old lady now...”“No, no you’re not. You’re perfect. You’re perfect, and I love you,” he simply said, and, to my shock, leaned in and kissed me, right on the lips.I let him kiss me, I was kind of shocked, although there’s nothing wrong with letting your kid kiss you. This kiss, though, just felt different, and went on a long time longer than it probably should have.Finally I pulled away from him. I.