I spread her legs and tried inserting in her pussy in missionary. I could not find an exact position to push as it was tight.She had closed her eyes a...nd told me it was hurting. I told her to wait. After getting into proper position, I, with full force, gave a ram. She gave a sound like never before, and she tried to push me off. But I was tight enough and told her everything will be alright.Tears were rolling from her eyes. I kissed her slowly and was making her comfortable. I slowly started. The drag from our side was causing the combination to move in a great arc that was going to come to a screeching halt when we lost the push from the following wind. I was content to wait for that because it was going to happen in only a few minutes.I had Bob Abnernathy, who was going to be the captain of the captured boat to designate the sailors to furl the sails on the other boat as soon as that could be managed. The rest were to be my fighting boarding party. Our shotguns were going to make. ..high arches, long toes, no corns and very wrinkly soles. MM MM MM! The fact that I never seen her feet before until then made it much worse, I mean she had me ROCK HARD and didn't even know it. Anyway...I loved her feet so much that I started flirting with her...not to much but just enough to kinda let her know. Time passed and it was time to take her home unfortunately...when I got back home I had a friend request on myspace...as soon as I seen the notification, I prayed it was her..IT WAS. Even at 11 years old, I knew what a bullet bra was.Television helped out with that ;-)Never seen one in person or in the Sears, Pennys and Montgomery Wardscatalogs that I looked through.I loved to see all the foundation garments in those catalogs.Imagining myself in so many of those delectable creations.My mother had only so many choices available to me.I settled on 4 socks rolled up for each bra cup.Ample size for my reflection in the mirror.5th grade for me meant El was now in junior.