The truth is, every time I masturbate, I return to the memory of when my father took my virginity.Being a single dad, the upbringing of a daughter was... difficult for him. He had to learn all the female stuff himself to teach me when I needed it. My father is the one who taught me about the maturing body, menstrual cycle, using pads, and also sex.I still remember that night when he was explaining sex to me. I had recently turned nineteen and was engaged to Ranbir, my husband now. My father had. He Wolf with the Red Roses, by Chloe Tzang© 2017 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. [Boy:] On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?[Girl:] Yes.[Boy:] I bet you say that to all the. For all I knew, I wouldn't get another handjob from her for some time if ever. So I remained lying on my back and took it, letting her practice for a second go-around.Penny continued to stroke and stroke with both hands, messy knuckles plastered with cum and spit. I was still reeling from my first orgasm which allowed my rod to soften a bit. However, the persistent motion of a young gírl's jerking made sure to stiffen me right up. It was so much more intense than the beginning. My legs. I looked at the girl and asked her, So, whats your name? I have none yet, I am awaiting your decision for my name. She replied. Oh right, uh&hellip, let me think&hellip, I scratched my head and thought. Lilith Seras. Are you sure Master? She tilted her head and asked. Yup. Very well, I will be known as Lilith Seras from now on. Oh, boy, I already explain everything to your parents, so Im sure theyll want to talk with you. The pendant glowed again. Oh, thisll be enjoyable&hellip, I said..