She thought I was pulling out, but when all but my cock head was out, I rammed her hard, causing her to wince in pain. She was tight. Joe hadn’t rui...ned this pussy at all. I repeated my actions, every few seconds until she quit jerking with pain. Then I went to work.I began stroking slow, then increased, then slowed again. Her warm tunnel was getting wetter. I could tell she had never had this much inside her before. I had jacked-off at home, this morning, so I wouldn’t be apt to cum too. "How far is it into Nice Dave?" Not far why?"Angie sat on my lap and kissed me,"Because her name's Sandy, she's English and she's told us where we can get it done, are you coming?"Ignoring her naked breasts pressing into my chest, I asked, who, what and why?"That girl you dummy" she giggled, "Her name's Sandy" Oh ok then, do I take it then that both of you want a similar piercing?"They nodded like a pair of bloody marionettes, "Yup" So you're going to Nice?" Yup, come on then" No I think I'll. Many scenarios flashed in and out of my mind as if I was trying to write a letter and decided to scrap it. One of which was her inviting me over where privacy was a given and alone time could be had.I didn't want to text her too early to mask my anxiety nor too late in fear of implying a lack of interest. I decided lunchtime would be perfect as I'd finish work at six anyway, but before I did, she'd already invited me over. My heart sank in relief and my spirit flew about with sheer happiness. I. Upon doing this she screamed in pain and sat there for a few minuets waiting for the pain to subside. When it did she started bouncing up and down on me, I thought I had died and gone to heaven, and even though she was practically a faucet of pussy juice there was still immense friction between us, plus she was so tight I thought the pressure of her pussy walls on me was going to crush my dick. As she bounced I began using a mental technique I learned from a DVD I bought that allowed me to last.