My Wild First Surrender to Dad’s Friend: Raw Ecstasy at 18
The living room TV flickered softly. Dad had left for his ‘patient visit,’ leaving me alone with Antony. My dad’s best friend, married, in his forties. I’d been teasing him all week. Short dresses, no panties, flashing my shaved pussy when he glanced. Tonight, heart hammering, I decided. No turning back. I slipped on just…