They didn’t hurt at all. He told me he couldn’t stop and he went in further. There was pain but it wasn’t like it was before. My hands on his sh...oulders and back tightened their grip and my nails dug into his skin. I arched my back against him and let him slowly thrust his whole cock into me. The pain subsided and I felt a full sensation. It was amazing.He pulled his head to my nipples again and was sucking on them. Combined with his thrusts, I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that my brain. After my birthday and till this day a lot has been changed. Like, I our family aware of our relationship (obviously not about our physical relations.)After our final board exam we had a long vacation. Our families decided to visit our hometown( I mentioned in my 2nd story that we are relative! In case u get confused!)So, her hometown and mine is still a distance apart about 60 kms. It was decided that we will travel along and spilt at our airport. And we going to visit them after a week. I was. This was one of the nicest campgrounds in the country, reservations were usually made at least a year in advance, and he included all the gear.He came home that night, singing, with a pocket full of cash, and told us we were going on vacation in three weeks.Sarah and I were excited at first, and the place looked really good when we checked in. We were behind a big bus size RV checking in, and Dad, already half buzzed, told us he was going to have one of those before it was over. Sarah looked at. I think it makes her hot. She talks too much about "the concept of total rehabilitation," which I think has to do with Paulie.Anyway, this goes on for a few years. Eventually I make parole and go back home. After a while, Paulie's maybe eighteen he makes parole, too, Miss Trant's gonna be his P.O. too. She's got this "buddy system" now where one guy already on parole makes sure another guy keeps in line and makes his meetings, and I'm supposed to be Paulie's buddy. This is not exactly what.