“Brittany, you can't do that.”His hand squeezed hard about my left wrist as my lips sealed tight around the tip of his dick. I sucked on my first ...cock, my cheeks hollowing. My tongue explored around the crown, feeling the spongy texture. His salty precum melted across my tongue, setting alive my taste buds. My virgin pussy clenched, my juices soaking my naughty panties. My nipples ached against my blouse as Daddy growled out his pleasure.My head moved, turning from side to side and bobbing up. Was the first time I showed my body to a man. He left the house on the day after but the memories of that shower made me masturbate for months. I think this experience made the exhibitionist that I became, the idea of controlling someone spying on me is so hot that turns me on whenever I think about it.I grew up, and found myself trying to replicate the scene with all the boyfriends I had. Leaving the bathroom door partially closed I try to see when they come to watch (all of them did) and. " Seemed to make sense; mum's the word.When the evening came around, I was up for it, figuratively and physically. I'd been semi hard on and off all afternoon. It was a short walk to Tom's place; he was the regular host because of the big screen in the basement and glass block windows for privacy. I rang the bell and Tom showed me in; the fellows were pouring themselves drinks and so did I. I told the guys that I was getting hard already, and they all nodded knowingly.Bill arrived last,. ”He raised his head and gazed into her emerald-green eyes for just a moment. “It’s my pleasure, I love treating women like a queen.”As their lips met, there tongues did the dance of lovers. He could feel all her passionate desires for him, setting his whole being on fire, and his erection throbbed for attention.Her sensuous feelings grew past the point of no return as he unleashed his passion for her. She laid her hand upon his chest, sensing the raw power, licked her lips, and gasped for.