.. uuuh ... see ... we were playing, he touched me a little, I touched him a little, and ... and ... but we always stopped. Except that one time ... a...t the drive-in cinema..."Oh, God, what is wrong with me?! My dad is cool and all that, but it's not right to talk to him about how far I went with my stupid boyfriend."I touched his ... cock," I whisper even more quietly now, the last word barely makes it out of my mouth, "and it seemed like it hurt him, but when I wanted to take my hand off, he. The head, the glans as Donald calls it, does slip so easily into her mouth. She does as instructed and runs her tongue back and forth over the slit in between sucking on it. Donald takes her hand and places it back on the base of the shaft which he guides her to stroke up and down on like she had earlier. It amazes her how quickly he grows in size.Part of her is enjoying exploring this new terrain, but most of her is so nervous that she is doing everything right. Donald’s occasional. "God, you're sexy. You will be discreet?" she said coquettishly. "I must have you," He nodded his agreement and pinned her down on the bed, his hands lifting her dress up to her waist, her magnificent firm breasts falling out its low cut top. He was astride her now pulling off his shirt and undoing his belt and trousers. He lowered his flies and reached in and pulled out a nice looking brown cock, thin in girth but a nine inches in length and pushed it toward her mouth. "I don't do that," Jane. "Oh thank God.More of this, bring me more of this. This is what I need!" I couldn'tbring it fast enough and she ended up laying under the grinder andbasically swallowing the ground beef as fast as it could come out. Shewasn't even chewing anymore. This was beyond wrong. There is no possibleway Char could have eaten this much. It wasn't physically possible. Hestomach was so distended it looked like she was pregnant...with twins.I should have called 911 when I had the chance, now it looked like.