Dormain was the freakiest virgin I ever met. She worked at a movie theatre I used to manage, and while she was cute, she wasn't quite pretty, and while she was smart, she wasn't worldly. She knew there was a world of interesting experiences out there, and while she fiercely protected her virginity, she didn't think she should deprive herself of pleasure.
We got together about once every 2 weeks, after work in one of our cars. We'd drive somewhere and she would play with my cock, but would never let me touch her pussy. She gave me handjobs, pushing my pants down to my knees, and would taste my cum when it oozed out. Her blowjobs were tentative but playful. She laughed a lot, but wouldn't take off her pants. I couldn't even get her to go down to her underwear, although I did touch her tits.
She convinced me to drink only certain things the day before we would plan to get together – V8 or pineapple juice. She would tell me not to eat any red meat. And for 3 days I wouldn't.
And she would report on how my cum tasted. I did whatever she told me, but it only lasted about 2 months. It wasn't right, and she had learned what she wanted. That she could do that. To me, a co-worker. I never told anyone about it until this. And I was glad to be rid of the whole thing too.
She moved to go to college shortly thereafter.
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