I wanted her to relax and enjoy it along with me. With all the foreplay she was wet so although it was painful it wasn’t that bad for her. With majo...r part of my cock inside her pussy, I gave one jerk and pushed it in fully. Allowing her to relax a few seconds and then I began to move back and forth and her soft tight pussy griping my cock with right amount of lubrication.Wow it was wonderful experience. She was responding freely now as pain subsided and she was getting the pleasure. I continued. It was an odor that was somewhat overwhelming, but at the same time, very nice. While he kept on looking at that dripping wet pussy in front of him, he also noticed how Sandra's stomach moved up and down in a rapid pace. He was sure that she was as excited about this as he was. The shorts he was wearing were really way too small, and it even hurt a little to move. However, he wasn't planning to set his snake free.His nose was now only a few centimeters away from Sandra's pussy, and he licked. As always she made me very welcome that night and after a bottle of wine the conversation went back and forth to sex and how all men are either useless shits or just plain jerks. It was a beautiful spring afternoon and the sun was out with just a light breeze. The second bottle soon followed and I have to admit that the combination of alcohol and sex talk got me very turned on and just a little bit wet and itchy between my legs. Sara smelled perfumed, like rose petals in water and the topic. Whimpering nostrils pressed to whimpering nostrils... eyes were wide with pain and despair. With evident relish, Rosalie laid on the final three strokes across each girl’s buttocks. The whimpers were progressively louder, the juddering and jerking more pronounced... yet both took their punishment in the prescribed fashion. Rosalie was even more impressed as she looked down at the two f igures with faces to the floor. Yes... they certainly were tough. She was sure that she herself could not.