Running her finger up and down her slit, then softly entering herself, she gasps as she feels her fingers slipping into her entrance. Teasing her inne...r lips and the entrance to her pussy tunnel as she reads on, her fingers then move back up to her clit, moving in circles around the swollen bud. Adding more pressure and rubbing over her little man, soft little moans escape her lips.“Mmm… ooh…” she mewls. She parts her legs wider for more room to work.Her eyes flutter and close for a moment as. I was still downstairs sitting on the sofa. Soon I heard the sounds of vigorous hard fucking from the two bedrooms with both sluts competing with each other about who could groan the louder under the fucking. Inspite of our "open" relationship we'd "agreed" on the exploits upstairs had my heart racing with emotions.So perhaps it was just as well that Mike must have remembered me downstairs. I heard him get off off the slut and tell her to "stay there I'll be back in a minute".Then I heard Mike. After about 20 minutes, I took out my cock and exploded inside my condom, giving me no time to fill her mouth. As I watched her, I noticed the pain on her face – the pain from which she could not speak.After about 5 minute rest, I fucked her again mercilessly and this continued from 11am – 5pm. Even though she was in excruciating pain initially, she eventually developed tolerance and now enjoyed my fast and deep thrusts. That day I fucked her over 8 times (within six hours) in three different. ”“Doing something?”My girl blushed, “You know, something.”I balked even more, I felt uneasy with her lying in my arms asking me to kiss her. She felt the hesitation, “Please?” In my entire life I’d never had fifteen-year-old girl ask me to ‘please’ kiss her. I bent slightly then brushed my lips on hers. Kaitlyn’s eyes were wide open and when I pulled back, she smiled excitedly, “How was it?”“It was sweet. You have sweet soft lips.” She smiled even wider then raised up and planted a full.