We started chatting, and I lied that I was 14. I did what he told me, reluctantly lifting the white tank top over my head, a small voice in my head telling me this is not a good idea. Mature porn I wanted to get my first kiss over with so I could be cool and grown-up, too. Anyway, I dressed with special care that night. I rolled my eyes, but my heart pounded…it wouldn’t hurt, right?? I thought it made me look much older, if a little flat-chested. I thought it made me look much older, if a little flat-chested. I forgot to be afraid as he lightly teased my tongue into his mouth and sucked it…quickly I caught on, sucking his into mine, feeling triumphantly certain that I was a good kisser. At the time this story takes place, I didn’t know my father was a pedophile. We left under great protest; I went to my house and Shannon went home.
