"That's not what I mean. With you, for the first time, I don't feel like someone just wants to take advantage of me. It feels... warm, kind of. Like...... you don't make me feel good only so that I make you good too, but just because to make me feel good. And that feels better than every touch or kiss... you know?"A tear ran down my face. Had she never experienced love or affection? Could it really be true? And if so, was this place the right one to feel it for the first time? In a basement. I was placed in the first class section still in tears. I sat down and assured the worried flight attendant that I was okay. I just didn't want to leave my aunt behind. The flight took even less time than flying to Portland. The pilot stated that we caught a strong tailwind which made our trip in less than three hours. It landed smoothly in Cincinnati. I felt anxious to see my parents.Once on the ground, I checked my face a second time to see if my makeup needed repairing. I touched it up just. The bar perked up, and everyone was hooting, hollering and buzzing with that collective energy that pulsed through saloons in 1950's era Western movies just before one punch leads instantaneously to a brawl in which everyone in the bar smashes a bottle, chair or pool cue over someone else's head.He took Charlayne's hand and led her outside. The pleasant hug of humidity engulfed them both, as they were stunned into silence by change in environment from walking outside into warm, moist air, with. "There's nothing like it!"Kate dropped to her knees in front of Rex and grasped his cock with both hands. She raised it to her mouth and began to lick the head in light, teasing circles that elicited a sigh of pleasure from Rex. She continued to lick larger and larger circles around the bulbous head, trying to force his still-growing cock into her mouth. She obviously had never dealt with this size of cock before."Just take it slowly, baby," May instructed, getting down on her knees beside.