I had, of course, been thinking about getting between her long legs for more than a week. I ached for her."What are you called?" I asked."Erina," she ...said. "Family name was Barren; we're Welsh mostly, a few Irish way back a'ways." Who was the redhead?" Some Viking I suppose," she said with a happy laugh. "Isn't it awful."I put my hand into her thick mop of curls. "It is not," I said, pulling her face to mine, tasting her soft lips and then withdrawing quickly, just a friendly peck.She looked at. Nikal do saaab.’ I started beating him. His chest and arms were like stones and I was hurting myself. When I realized I could do nothing, I relaxed. He pumped and pushed inside my virgin cunt. My pussy had never experienced a two centimeter opening, and now there was a 2 inches wide cock pushing its way inside. He kept squeezing on my tits and I put my neck forward to kiss him on his neck.He stroked inside and out several times and the blood started coming from my cunt. It was paining. She also told me that she was getting off early because she felt bad which was a lie. A moment later she calls again and says that she is on her way. I was sort of hoping to have some time with Marc, alone but such is life.Marc and I had just barely gotten into the room when she pulls up. I had called her and told her the room number and when she knocked at the door, we knew who it was. She walks in and says, "This looks interesting" She kicked off her heels and fixes a drink. I told her. ”“Ok, mom” I said. My dick stirred again.“Firstly,” she continued, “You’ll have to tell me how you masturbate normally, and what you do to arouse yourself.” She spoke in a schoolmistress sort of tone.“Er … well”, I paused, trying not to be embarrassed, but not succeeding.“Come on now, don’t be shy,” said mom encouragingly. “I know most boys of your age have magazines of some sort with pictures of naked.