Especially while your prick is buried deep inside her. Nowadays, getting a woman off is what really drives me to orgasm.Well. Sorry about that lecture..., back to the story.One morning Karen snuck through my bedroom window and we fucked in my bed. Later on I came back homed to find my bed all made up and the covers turned down to expose a big pussy juice stain! I was busted! My mother never said a word about it, but she definitely knew!One time at an all night party at the river, Karen was stoned. "Right after you left," I asked. "Yes, right after."This is what she explained happened after she left my home.Her friends BF had some buddies who were having a small get together and had been drinking all night. She only stayed about an hour but she got the guys number who was hosting the party before she left she said it was about 4. That same morning around 11 or close noon she said she went back over to the guys house because she thought he was "cute". He had a friend who was too drunk to. So far, I had refused all offers of dinner. I told them that I was very busy right now and asked them to please ask me again in the future, but not for the next month. I wanted some time to think things over. So far the only man that I had slept with was Peter.I was a woman in every way except in my mind. I still harbored some idea that dating and/or having sex with men was wrong. If it hadn't been for Carol getting me started with sex after chaining me to her bed, I would probably still be. The fingers were withdrawn and she felt the tip of his cock pressing against the opening. Then it was sliding inside her, deeper and deeper. She felt his pubic hair rubbing against her bruised and tender behind. His hands ran under her body until they held her breasts.He pulled almost all the way out and then thrust brutally into her. He squeezed her breasts with each thrust. The pain in her rear was unbelievable but so was the pain from her breasts. He was really digging his fingers into her.