“Can I take care of that in the morning?” she asked, looking down at my erection. “That and more.” I said, sounding confident, but disappoint...ed that my cock needed her attention and she wasn’t going to play with it right then. “Mmmmm. Good.” she said, looking at my manhood, almost admiring it. Carol settled in beside me, we cuddled, and my erection, which had been pointed like a flag pole at the ceiling, slowly listed to one side, and became limp. I fell asleep. I woke in a fog at 10:30 a.m.. Up and down with every dancing motion we made, I felt her and she felt me. I held Kiran tight, letting her know that this was because of her and for her. After about a minute or two of this though, Kiran appeared tired and danced less fervently. I was afraid that she had sobered up a little and come to her senses.“i’m tired I think it’s time for me to go bed”, she said. She squeezed my hand quickly and went off to our room. I didn’t get a chance to say a word and looked on from the. I felt pain as my hymen got burst with his mighty push of lund. There occurred some bleeding also but I was well aware with this fact so I did not care, but asked him to stop for some time. He stopped and keeping his lund inside me, began to kiss and lick my lips, cheeks, neck etc. His one hand was messaging and squeezing my Choochiyan (breasts) over the blouse fabric. After some time he started giving strokes of his rock hard lund in my choot first slowly and then violently. And surprise I. "His arms went around my back and he hugged me to him for a minute, then, he pushed back and said, "Anna, oh, Anna, no, we can't do this, sweetheart, you have to put your clothes back on."I stood there in front of him and asked him, "Do you think I'm pretty?" Oh, yes, Anna, you are beautiful, really pretty. But we just can't do this. It's wrong. You're too young and I'm too old." Are you too old to be interested in looking at me?" Oh, no, honey, I mean, you are quite pretty and, yes, I think.