Then she unhooked my jeans and pulled it down.My hard fully erect dick popped out making a huge tent in my undies. She got really shy looking at it.an...d whispered innocently “why so big Jaanu?”.I laughed out at first then replied “to show you heaven baby”.I then placed my hand between her legs feeling the wet pussy oozing juices. She let out a moan.I held her hand and guided to my dick.she held it and started fondling like a little girl feeling a new toy.she again whispered “its very hard”.I. I lifted her and took her to bed. There I took of my clothes off. My cock was already on its high.The thought of deflowering this sleeping beauty was a maximum turn on. I spread her leg. She was slightly wet and pinkish from inside. As I found her clit and then tickled it found slight moaning from her side. Now her juices were now flowing freely. I started rubbing my cock with her pussy.My cock was desperate to enter but as her pussy was very tight and she was sound asleep. I knew entering her. It's not "acceptance" per se, it's more like"I'm too busy with my own stuff to spend time hating you."Despite this history, I was rather glad when the police took myinformation (including my preferred name as well as my legal one) withoutbatting an eye while the EMT's loaded up the passenger and the driver ofthe car into their ambulance.He even offered me a lift to the hospital to make sure I was okay and notin shock or anything, but I declined, saying I was going to go home andhave a good soak. The guitar was lying at the edge of one sprinkler’s spherical reach and I could see shiny beads clinging to the top. I picked it up, wincing as water dripped off the edge when I shook it. Our camera bags were closed, but damp. We collected our stuff, hurrying out of the area before the sprinkler circled around again.“Is your guitar all right?” Heather asked, as we put our things on the sidewalk, safely away from the water.“It’s a little wet. Don’t worry about it, though. I’m sure it’ll be.