I still couldn’t believe that she wasn’t a girl. Everything about her said female: the smoothness of her skin, the softness of her lips all told me this was a woman. When she pushed me on the bed is when I knew for sure that she had a dick. She was on top of me between my legs when I felt it for the first time. I started to panic thinking of that thing invading me. When she saw that I was panicking she told me to relax and that she would be gentle with me. She took off her shirt slowly, seductively. Her breasts were a work of art. When she removed her bra I couldn't help myself, I had to touch them. They felt so good and Samantha was enjoying my touch because she started moaning and told me to suck them. I didn’t need to be asked twice. I started on her right breast and continued to play with her left. When I let go of her breast to move to the right she took off her skirt and panties and staring me in the face was her 8” cock. She pointed it in my direction and stroked it a couple of times. When she placed her hand on the back of my head I knew what was expected of me so I slowly moved forward and kissed the tip. She encouraged me by telling me that I was doing a good job when I took it in my mouth. Until then I had never done this before. I just did to her what I liked my girlfriend to do to me. It wasn’t as bad as I had thought it would be but I didn’t find it pleasurable either. A strange sense of pride took over me when she started moaning with pleasure at the job I was doing. She was really excited because it wasn’t too long before she grabbed my head and rammed her cock down my throat and came. I thought I was going to die when she pulled out of my throat and kissed me deeply, thanking me for the wonderful job. She was teasing me, telling me I must have lots of experience doing that because I was great. I turned several shades of red from her comment.
She told me to lay down with my legs over the bed. I again did as she told me and she took my knees and placed them over her shoulder.
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