The next morning, Leslie had a little bit of a hangover, but remembered most of her training. She was thankful for the lessons, but was wondering why her asshole hurt so much. I showed her the video of her oriental enema and her anal introduction. She dutifully got down on her knees and sucked my cock and I blew a big load in her mouth. When she tried to stop, I said, “Guys like it when you swallow,” And she dutifully swallowed my cum and licked my cock clean. I hugged her and kissed her like a dad and assured her that the things she learned would help her be a better sex partner and if they did I would like some pay back some time. Leslie admitted, “You made me feel things I never felt before and japan I may need you to do that again if I can’t find a guy to make it happen. Thank you daddy, I love you.” “I’m always here to help baby, love you too." Frank Mills writes stories about real people and enjoys your feedback. Author's Note: Although I wrote this story in such a way that it can be read as a stand-alone story, it is really meant to act as a companion story (a sequel) to the “Freddy in the Bathroom: Virginity Rubbed Away” story, which has already been posted to this same website by my better half. So I would highly recommend that you read that story first, before you read this one. Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession by rat_race “How would you feel if you found out that I really wasn’t a virgin, when I met you?” My wife, who was my live-in girlfriend at the time, was naked in bed with me one afternoon, when she asked me that question. I didn’t realize it at that point, but it was a question that would japanese end up permanently changing our relationship. About Bea I met my wife, Bea, during my first year of college in the fall of 1972, and I immediately fell in love with her. Bea came across as being very intelligent and genuinely kind, but also naive and innocent, at the same time. And those qualities only served to make her even more desirable--especially considering the fact that she was already a college sophomore, and she was two years older than me . The ironic thing about this is that, even though we both have always looked much younger than our chronological ages, Bea asian has always looked like she is younger than I am. My wife is the most wonderfully-unique person that I know. She’s 62 years old now, and she still looks like she's in her late 40's or early 50's. Not only that, but she has never had to wear facial make-up in order to look attractive. Nor has she ever had to resort to having plastic surgery of any kind. Bea was born in 1953 into a lower middle class Hispanic family of Mexican origin, but she doesn’t look or sound Hispanic at all. In fact, she doesn't even speak Spanish, although she almost always understands what other people are saying to her in Spanish. But Bea naturally speaks with a mid-western accent, similar to the type of accent that most female television news reporters strive for. And Bea's looks perfectly compliment her voice. Thanks to her God-given brunette hair, her large hazel “bedroom eyes,” her European-style “ski jump nose” and her light olive-toned skin, Bea looks 100% Anglo--that is, until she takes off her clothes. If Bea were to pull up her blouse, and flash her bare breasts at you, you would instantly realize that Bea's tan-colored nipples are definitely not the nipples of an Anglo woman. Bea told me that, once she had reached puberty, it seemed to her that her crotch became hairy almost overnight. Also, her breasts quickly grew to fill blowjob out an A-cup size bra, long before she ever started high school. This happened despite the fact that Bea was a tomboyish kind of girl, all the way up until she was a junior in high school. Now I want you to breath as you fuck me. 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