Now I just hate you!" I tromped upstairs and slammed the door to my bedroom, tossed on Miles Davis sobbing through his trumpet "My Funny Valentine." I...t actually sort of helped.That night my parents added a couple decibels to their arguing. I could hear somewhat what they shouted. The subject concerned me and the Jensen's. Dad knocked at my door."Your mother..." he began."Yeah," I said. We actually laughed."You should have talked to me," said Dad."Too late," I said."Your mother's right about one. Although it was only just gone eleven when we arrived, Angelina was already on site, in the farmhouse and greeted us warmly as we walked up the drive.'The semi-final', she said excitedly. 'Who would have thought, the débutante, a little young girl who was frightened to describe her first boyfriend and a little boy who wasn't prepared to tell us when he had his first kiss'. There was a titter of laughter as Angelina recalled some very early games we had had years previous.'Come on, lets get set. Dad pl fuck me fuck me' I fucked hard and she also responded by her pusssy which catch hold of my cock fullly in her pusssy hole and made my fucking easy as well as hard.I fucked hard in her deep smooth soft tight tiny young fresh cute smart virgin pussy and gave her happynessShe during my fucking attained ogasam and released her sweet juice fillled with honey. I also released my semen deep deep in her virgin pusssy and continued my fucking which gave us heaven sweet heavenDiana on seeing. Hers."I know what you mean." The woman looked sadly away. "I lost myeldest at Pearl, my youngest, his brother...is somewhere inAfrica." I'm truly sorry for your loss." I felt a pang of pain, my eyesstung with tears. She saw my torment and came and stood beside me.She gave me a motherly hug, "Thank you, it does mean a lot."How could a woman who had lost one of her own, a child that shebrought life to, take his death so peacefully? I thought of Benny,even thrust into this life...I knew she would.