She then took the pictures back into the bedroom where Sally was passed out and spread them on the bed next to her. We left the room laughing. I asked... her is she wanted a drink and she asked for a shooter of Tequila, which I provided for her complete with a lime. Three shooters later we were sitting in my theater, me still in my bathrobe and her still dressed when she said that she would really enjoy my spa. We got up and went to the bedroom closest to the spa, I handed her a bathrobe and she. She was so pretty and so innocent looking, and as I put my hands on her thighs and massaged them briefly, I laid on top of her. I tried to not put all my weight on her, and leaning up to kiss her, I reached down, immediately trying to push my cock in her. She was really wet now, and even though she was tight, I was able to push my cock into her.I didn’t want it to hurt and when I felt Paige take a deep breath, I asked if she was okay. Nodding her head with her eyes closed, I told her to relax.. She had grown up knowing that sex was for making babies. Even in a marriage, she knew that too much was a bad thing. She and her husband would decide how many children that they wanted and would only ‘do it’ at a frequency that would assure that number of children. (Actually, Christine had a secret hope that she or her future husband was found to be barren so that they only had to ‘do it’ until a doctor proved that it was useless. After that, she would not have to submit again since there was. He remained a half block behind her as she strode confidently down the sidewalks, drawing appreciative smiles and stares from men and some women; she politely ignored them all. Rounding a corner, she stopped beneath a blue painted sign reading 'Club San Souci: Cocktails. Dining. Entertainment Nightly.' Looking at the buildings Art Deco façade for a moment, she went inside.Byron hesitated in the foyer. He didn't want to intrude on her privacy, but his curiosity drove him on. The interior was.