I quickly changed my position so my boner wasnt noticeable to everyone else and I could see Isabelle smirk at me. Ill order a pizza again, Kyle said, ...making Isabelle jump with glee back onto my lap. Ow, fuck, I exclaimed as she landed hard on my already bent cock. Oh! dé,solé,! she exclaimed as I grabbed my groin from underneath her firm ass. On the top of my hands I could feel a slightly damp spot where her vagina was. Was she wet from my boner? I thought. As the pain cleared and. I wasdoing better in school and I was more outgoing. She really appreciated allthe help I was now giving her around the house. Especially since sherarely had to ask.On Christmas Eve Mike took me out to dinner and gave me a pretty necklace,bracelet and earring set. I gave him a new wallet and key chain.Christmas morning it was a custom around our house to gather around thetree in our nightclothes so I applied a little blush and lip-gloss andmade my way downstairs. I sat on the couch with my feet. I have had never any problem with experiencing satisfaction but delivery had stretched my vaginal walls. When I expected his insertion in me to be very soothing and ‘fulfilling’ for my pusssy; it was far from it. I was wondering whether he had become smaller or is not excited enough. Neither was true. My vagina had stretched and so did my desires. He was simply not to the mark. Nights passed by without much change. Some one suggested me yoga. I had to do something on my own as there was no way. We finished our drinks and Lynda suggested we move the party to the bed room. The four of us got out of the tub, dried off, and made our way to the bedroom. Just as we were about to enter the bed room, the doorbell rang. Lynda suggested that Brent answer the door while she took Paul & I to the bedroom. Their bed room was massive. It had a huge king sized bed and a large chaise lounge next to it. On the night table was a bowl of condoms, lube, some dildos, a strap on & a box of Kleenex. .