All the way there, she held my hand and held it so tight that it became numb from lack of circulation. Her eyes were full of tears ... tears of joy, I... hoped.She asked, “Robbie, do you mind if I get comfortable?”I said, “Sure.” We arrived at the restaurant and I parked. She seemed to have regained her spirit and had stopped crying. She opened that huge bag that all women seem to carry these days to haul their ... stuff. She brought out a pair of sexy little black ballet flats. She turned toward. She was my closest sibling and we were practically best friends. When we were both seventeen, I spent far more time with her or around her than anyone else. We were not blood, but we sure acted like it at times. With her being merely weeks older than I am, it tended to lead to disagreements between us. This anger and contempt I harbored against her wasn’t out of hate or rage but stemmed from jealousy. She was the model of perfection in my mind, and anything I did was futile when compared to. And girl, she tried to say that she believes in God, but if she did she would go to church and worship Him, you know what I’m saying? And let me tell you something else about her. All she does when she come home from work at night is just go to her room, watch television, maybe listen to some music or something, and write her little poems or whatever. She’s only twenty-eight years old. She doesn’t go out or date or do anything interesting outside the house.’ Carmen carried a huge bowl of cereal. I was excited as this was the first time i was really fucking a woman. I started shoving my cock in and out in her cunt faster. In response she raised her hips, tried to lock my cock with her pussy lips, and holding me firmly against her, she cummed. I was still hard inside her. I started fucking her hard and harder. She put her hands on my shoulders and her eyes kept wide open. Now i started to reach my climax, she pushed me deep inside her. As i shot my spunk into her, she said ejust lie on.