Please don't be mad at me," she whispered as her fingers caressed through his thick, black hair and Tasha felt him flex again.He had to smile and Tash...a was very good at this. "What class?" Max asked as he looked to her pretty face and he pretended to be mad at her."Don't be mad at me, Daddy. It is my sex education class. I don't understand some of the things my teacher said and I was too embarrassed to ask for help. Everyone would have laughed at me," she said with a soft, very innocent voice,. I suspect that you have little patience. Impatient, will be dealt with. I wouldn't want to prevent you from the administration of the perfect arousal.You may laugh and doubt that there is such a thing. But then, you doubted that there was a special place I could take you. You doubted that what I would or could ever give would be more than just sex.Before me you thought the word devour dealt with eating a meal when you were starving. I will teach you that devouring has little to do with food. My. The worst part is that part of me enjoyed the experience. So y'all ladies who read this plz tells me I'm not alone.That is all said and done let's move on to my confession.My name is Lisa, but everyone just calls me Lizzy, I just turned 21 a week ago. My mom and dad are your strict, typical Hmong parents, who want me to get a good education, find a good wealthy man to marry.Even though they are strict, they don't mind what ethnic men I end up marrying, just as long as "love" matters and As long. Kiss karte karte mere haath uske boobz par jaaane lage . Usne mujhe door kar diya aur kehne lagi k koi dekh lega kyunki woh room abhi under construction tha thoda. Toh maine metress utha kar aage le giya aur use aapni baahoo mai bhar liya aur use bhi le jaakar metress par lita diya maine uski shirt kholi shirt kholte hi uske haath boobz par aa gaye aur chupane ki koshish karne lagi maine jaldi se fir ek uske lips par kiss shuru kar di aur haatho se uske back ki massage karne laga. Massage karte.