Carol offered to jog with Rachel back to her house. She was not an athleticgirl, but she wasn't too out of shape either. As they started off, Carol co...uldsee Rachel looking at her breasts bob heavily on her chest as she ran. Sinceshe hated to wear a bra around the house on hot days, she had taken it offwhen she got home from school, not expecting having to run that evening. Afterabout five minutes running and exchanging small talk about school and teachers,her boobs were hurting. She brought her. Joan no longer cared if tearing her hymen hurt or not, she just wanted him to fill her. Her wishes were granted as he lined his cock up with her slit then slowly entered. It did sting but nothing like the horror stories she had heard.When the pain subsided, he sped up. He was curved like a large banana but this was no piece of fruit. On his second stroke, she climaxed stronger than ever before. Her hips worked into a rhythm with his hard thrusts. She was in a perpetual orgasmic bliss. Her legs. Don’t think like that. You are not a slut and you never will be.’ ‘Do you know what a ‘slut’ is?’ I asked her softly. ‘A woman who puts it about I suppose,’ she said, ‘one who likes to be fucked by lots of men. I don’t know really but they called the girls in those films sluts didn’t they?’ ‘Yes they did and I don’t know why really. That’s one of the problems with most adult movies, they seem to want to denigrate or deride women. I can’t think that all men feel like that, Mike doesn’t and he. Logo ki nazar Sheela ki sexy figure pe thi woh mere samne khadi thi uska face mere face ke samne tha par uska back ke peche kahi log khade the aur side milte milte hum corner me agaye aur sirf ek admi jo ki umar me thoda buda tha shela ke peche tha.Ab jab train chal rahi thi gardi ka wajha se hawa nahi a rahi thi aur dabba pura garam ho gaya tha logo ki garam swas jo ki shela ke pass the shela ke upar ja rahi thi aur kahi admi ke sparsh se Shela ko kuch ho raha tha uski age ka hissa mera badan.