Ab woh din mera jaldi nahi kat raha tha mai soch raha tha ki kab ye raat ayegi aur kab mai subah use chodunga esi udherbun mai mai din bhah laga raha ...aur kaam mai bhi man nahi laga. Aur mai jaldi ghar aa gaya.Aur apna raat ka khana banaya aur daru pe ke so gaya, par need nahi aa rahi thi par mai kab so gaya muje nahi malum achanak subah 4:30 par meri bel baji aur mai ekdamse darwaja khola woh samne khadi thi aur woh andar chali ayee maine ek dam se darwaje ki kundi lagayee aur usko bed par le. "I thought you said just a look?" she said accusingly, although I noticed she hadn't made any move to stop me. I took this as a signal to keep going, knowing that it was a game to her to justify what she was about to do. I just hoped she didn't get cold feet and quit."I can't see anything yet except some hair, I want to get a good look into your pussy and see what the hole looks like," I said looking up at her. "Ok, go ahead, but just look," she sighed, looking around to make sure no one was. And the lewd sight of his huge, blood-swollen penis moving into her virginal pussy, the shock of immediate pain... and then the breaking of her hymen and his merciless sawing back and forth while the pleasure drove her nearly insane.How could she lie here now and even admit that she had liked it? But she had! The revelation that she had liked it, had liked the attention from Stan, had liked the comradeship from the others -- all this bothered her more than the smaller amounts of guilt her. It was extremely difficult to keep the camera focused on the action and it turned out that the results were rather disappointing. After this initial discouraging attempt, we didn't use the camera again until just last month when after some doing Cheryl finally convinced me to film her masturbating. It was a Friday night and after a romantic candlelight dinner, Cheryl went up to our bedroom to dress for our film. I spent the next half hour setting the stage by turning up the lights and clearing.