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Before long, my hormones kicked in and I started kissing this old man back. After I’d showered, I walked out bare-foot into Mr Lewis’s living room, still troweling my hair dry. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine, his hand finding its way to my thigh. I screamed, not in pain but in pleasure. I guess you could say I was a tomboy, hiding my feminine nature. Looking at his dick I could see the red smear of my virginity staining it. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine, his hand finding its way to my thigh. “We’ll no Mr Lewis, I don’t.” I said blushing again
He genuinely looked shocked at this. The pain was outweighed by the pleasure of being filled with a hard cock.
