Otherwise, this pain will get worse.'Man you're tight my dear. I can tell I am going to enjoy this.'As she is finally completely in me, she lay on me ...and whisper gently in my ear.'How does it feel to have all this wood in you.'As I open my mouth to answer, she kisses me. I just can't get over the fact of her soft lips and her strength everywhere else. She is so sensual yet so powerful. She lay on top of me for some seconds, kissing my face, nibbling on my ears and kissing me some more. I feel. One of my special interests was to sample the sexual favors of each and every female member of the cheerleading and the spirit squads. I had been successful in my hobby with the notable exception of Miss Callistra Cavanaugh. She was real adamant with me to stress she was a charter member of the "Virgin for my Future Husband" club that she had founded in her Freshman year at Geronimo.I did manage to get her to go to a drive-in movie with me and all I came home with was a set of shiny blue balls.. Then, he’s lathering your pussy and you’re moving your hips in counter-time to his ministrations and if it feels this good fucking is going to must be pure heaven because you’re getting off from just having your pussy brushed and suddenly he stops. ?Better hold still, suicide girl. I wouldn’t want to cut you?? he pauses, smiling dangerously. ??inadvertently.?You hold still.Zip. Zip. Zip. Zip. Zip. That’s all it takes. Five quick strokes and your neatly groomed pussy is as bald as it was when. Once we were both dry, she let me use the toilet before going herself. A wipe down for both of us with perfumed wet-wipes, and I was led to the next room on the landing, my bedroom.She helped me to lie on the bed, while she looked in the bedside cabinet, and I heard her happy exclamations as she found toys she liked. A series of different sounding buzzing noises told me she was checking out the vibrators were working. Eventually she seemed to have found what she was after.A spreader bar was.