He had watched her grow from a tiny infant, to a little round butter ball, to an overweight teen age fighting acne, and being teased by friend and foe...s alike, but through it all she had never cried, never complained. Instead she had fought every day of her life and he knew this would be her way, who ever tried to knock her down would find a golden tiger who would come back up swinging. He hadn’t realized how much she had changed in the last six years until today, how her body had grown straight. She said ahhhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh dont stop suraj just do it i love u baby, saying this she started to unbutton my jeans and removed the chain too now she was touching my dick which was to its full size now and said its big baby. I smiled and said dont worry babes i will make sure u enjoy and just enjoy.I just felt really nice and she pushed my underwear down and started to shake my dick up and down, i was feeling just awesome.I pulled her more closer to me and said slowly in her ear babes its. The next time, we'll go slow and make love. My submissive streak is rearing its little head and wants to feel what this is all about. If there was going to be pain, I would have already felt it. Just go for it."I kissed her deeply as I raised myself to my elbows, and pulled my knees between her legs to open up a little space. I shuffled my knees apart, spreading her legs widely, and put my hands flat on the bed beside her head, watching out for her hair. I slid my hips back, withdrawing about. I’ll put it this way, my parents were…I guess a good word for it is adventurous. And I don’t mean they liked to travel, or sky dive. They were swingers. But more than that, they were pretty into …um…have you heard of BDSM?’ I nodded. ‘My dad was a submissive. My mom was, it’s called a switch? Sometimes dominant, sometimes submissive. They were pretty open about it, very ‘anything goes’. When mom wanted to be dominated they had some ‘special friends’ who used to come over and do that for her. Or.