Even though Taylor was the one who was on top, Laney's encircling arms pressed tighter and tighter against her midsection, squeezing off her breath as... their legs slid and rubbed together, fighting for dominance, fighting their way out from beneath their dresses. The gasp from Taylor's throat was replaced by a pained groan as Laney crushed her tighter, her forearms forcing Taylor's waist into a more compact area.Determined not to panic and to maintain her position as the better woman in this. The head was in and I took her hand to hold my penis to see how much was still out. I told her it all had to go inside her, the whole seven and a half inches. She looked a little scared but I told her it was ok, it would fit; it was designed to go in there. She let it go and I pressed a bit harder, I could feel her virginity against the head. Pressing gently I slowly broke through and she cried out in pain.I knew then I would enjoy her even more before this night was out.Holding it in her I. Fischer announced to her as she looked over Chase.Jae ran up the stairs and quickly went through her drawers to find something suitable to wear. She barely took a minute to groan about the fact that again Chase got to see her in her worst. Dear God she was in an over sized t-shirt, hair all messed up and no makeup on or anything. She must have looked horrible. She would deal with that later though. Right now she needed to get downstairs and save Chase from Mrs. Fischer's direct questions about. The driver and passenger, engaged in a heateddiscussion, were crushed by a lorry. Death was instantaneous for both.I went to pieces. I couldn't focus, felt unable to take decisions aboutthe funeral or anything else. So Rosie stepped up. She had grown up withus. She was my daughter's best friend.She knew us.In the two weeks before the funeral, Rosie was amazing. She moved into mydaughter's old bedroom (hers too, when she was staying with us ), andtook charge of everything.And she gradually.