‘Al, look at me.’ She continued to look at the ground. He couldn’t still love her, he was just trying to be a nice guy and own up to his respons...ibility. He reached her and cupped her face in his hands, tilting her head up so she had to look him in the eyes. ‘Tell me that you don’t love me,’ he commanded. Nic’s eyes reached down into her soul and found the truth, pulling it from her being, where she tried to bury it those months ago. Allie couldn’t take anymore. Her emotions and hormones had. I want to marry you. I want to have your name and your ring and all that jazz. I want to give you babies and raise them for you, too. It will be a great marriage, I am sure of it!” Lizzie told me with a few kisses to my face, which left plenty of lipstick on me.We both perused a few of the magazines and books a bit, though it was tougher to do with one hand each available and the other in handcuffs. Lizzie ended up buying a copy of Vogue or Cosmo or something like that, while I found a copy of. All I had to do was push. So I did. It slipped inside with ease, but a small amount of pain danced across my crotch. I gasped and titled my head back, eyes closed. I kept pushing, and the pain kept growing. I was conscious of the water pounding against my clit and my bare breasts, increasing the sensuality. I met a little resistance like Ryder said I would, and bit my lip as I pushed down hard. I cried out as the shaver became buried within my pussy, and I felt my hymen tear as it forced its. We actually managed to shower with just a little kissing and caressing since we both needed some food. We got dressed and went to a Sunday brunch where we ate and drank to our hearts content. Leaving the restaurant we had already checked out of the hotel and planned on reserving another since we didn't want to be held to two nights not knowing if one of us just might chicken out. That's when I suggested to just go to my house which we both felt was risky. I figured that way we would have access.