C H A S T I T Y
Year 2010
18 years old
I just nodded while staring at him, feeling relieved that he was not pressuring me into doing something I was not ready to do. The idea of tasting it, the sensation of it pulsing in and out of my mouth, and the fragrance all made me uneasy about having it inside my mouth. I was afraid that I was not going to be able to please him the way he would want to or that I would choke on it since I knew how big and long his d**k was, and that I would or might throw up in the middle of sucking. Given that he had more experience than I had, that would be rather humiliating if I would want to stop in the middle of it all because I was tired or I was not liking it.
“Well, no pressure.” He kissed my forehead and asked, “Wanna enjoy a nice warm morning bath?”
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