"She looked up at me from her knees, and with my cock still in her mouth, she gave me a wink. After a few more minutes of bobbing her head on my cock,... she finally stopped and stood back up."I've always wanted to have sex in the kitchen," she said as she wiped her mouth with her hand. "You do the honors of picking the spot. Dining table or kitchen counter?" Kitchen counter," I grinned. "The dining table is a good option, but it'll probably break from what I plan to do to your body."She grinned. I suggest you go to college, take a general set of required courses, and maybe try psychology as an elective. You're bright enough to do well and you have good work habits. I think you just have to give yourself enough time to figure out what really interests you. You're young, not yet eighteen. You have all the time in the world to decide on a life course. Good luck," he said, closing the file and letting me know the meeting was over.Well, that didn't help much, but he didn't seem worried for. Coffee lo”thanks”bisciut bhi toh lo”nahin mam, iski zaroorat kya”sumit tum bahut shy ladke ho..khair humne kya baat karni thi”mam aapko toh pataa hi hai ki mere english mei kaise marks aate hain”hmm..mere khayaal se tumhare 11th class mein 50 se zyada marks nahin aaye”yes mam….aur highest marks 95 tak aate hain..mam mai chahata hoon ki mere bhi 90+ aaye”bilkul aa sakte hain.lekin uske liye tumhe kafi hardwork karna padega..kya tum karoge”yes mam, mai hardwork karoonga…par mere basics hi clear. Her hymen was gone, but my baby girl had never had a cock in her before her Daddy’s entered her. I began to shake like a leaf with excitement. Erica continued to stare at my cock vanishing into her body, grunting each time I eased back and then f***ed another inch into her. Erica’s pussy was a hot, velvet vise, a sleeve of quivering flesh designed perfectly to hold my aching cock. She put her feet on my chest, not to push me away but to brace herself as she pushed her hips up at me. I grasped.