He felt her throat moving against him, clenching and releasing with amazing pressure until he realized she was actually trying to swallow his cock! He... tried to thrust his hips upward, attempting to give her even more, until he felt the sting of a slap on his skin telling him she was in control. She moaned; a deep, stifled sound that came from deep in her throat and sent tremors of vibration reverberating up his cock. His face was bathed as she came, a huge gush bursting from deep inside that. I willed my head still and my eyes open, staring across the street at Dana in her window, watching me with dark delight as my fingers found the slick flesh between my labia. I stroked up my slit as my vision tunneled, closing in on all sides until only Dana was visible. My hips twitched as my finger stroked, shifting forward, inviting the touch. The pad of my forefinger slid delicately through the slick juices, spreading it up, the fingernail trailing the flesh and adding sensation. Up, up. I took his cock and lined it up with my virgin hole. I felt him push and then hesitate. Only the head of his cock was inside of me and my pussy was adjusting to his size. I wrapped my hands around him and grabbed his ass and pulled on him and he pushed in a little farther. I felt him hit something inside and he gasped. I thrust myself forward and forced his cock into my pussy the rest of the way. Tearing through my hymen. It hurt, but it also felt so amazing that I had to have more. He. She giggled a bit and blushed. We sat there for about another hour and chatted away. When we decided to leave it was about 10 o’clock. I told Clara that I was worried about her walking home as she lived in a bit of a sketchy neighborhood. I lived in the opposite direction. My brain told me that I was crazy to walk her home expecting anything as she was in a relationship and wouldn’t cheat on her man. My drunken instinct though was to walk her home and I didn’t hesitate whatsoever. She told me.