. when he has to leave me, it'll be too painful or something." So he broke up with you?" Valentine asked."Yeah, he broke up with me," I agreed with a ...sigh. "And he won't even talk to me about it." Which I suppose was what really bothered me most of all."Too close..." Valentine looked at me. "You mean if you have sex?" I don't know." I sighed. "He's a virgin so, yeah, maybe." I paused for a second. "But I wouldn't ever do anything, you know, force him or whatever." I know." Valentine gave me a. She and Doug had tried sex together and, at best, it was not a good experience. They tried with Mary being on top on the couple of occasions they did do it. It didn't feel as comfortable as usual; she was quite heavily pregnant by this point and Doug hit her cervix. This was the point where she tearfully pleaded, 'Del, I need you, you know how to make love to me, to satisfy me. Please I know we promised each other our union was to make a baby only but my desires are over powering, I desperately. Kirstie dropped with fatigue. She had been holding herself taught, struggling as best she could but in the moment she thought they had finished with her she relaxed. Her respite may have lasted twenty seconds. Long enough for one man to move away from her and another to step in. She felt her ass spread again and a second violation begin. Again no preparation, no attempt to move slowly just a prick positioned against her torn hole and then slammed home.Kirstie’s pain returned tenfold and. I had pulled out my favorite black skin tight number. My breasts had always been my best assets and the low cut neckline showed them off beautifully. I admired myself in the bathroom mirror, freshly blow-dried long blonde waves and shimmery eye shadow framing my blueish green eyes.I felt almost egotistical as I fanned myself, examining my body, my narrow waist and scooped back, shaking my butt like an eighteen year old does in front of a mirror, but I started to feel a little turned on. I.