Less than twelve hours ago I had been a giggling virgin. Now I had felt a real boy’s cock inside me no less than three times. It had been truly life...-changing; the closeness, love and yes, growing sexual pleasure had been unlike anything I had imagined and promised to get even better. Something deep within me told me that I hadn’t quite made it; that the warm glow had yet more to offer. I had felt things I had never dreamed of before but instinctively felt that it had all ended just a little too. I had a good BA. Daddy did not want hisinheritance squandered. He had determined my qualifications for businessshould equal or better his. Oxford and my BA had followed private school.And yet I was shallow and unqualified compared with Kate who had had none ofmy privileges but, now twenty-seven, had been indispensable to Daddy andwas, if truth were told, the one who should have inherited the firm, whichshe was the inspirational leader of, and brains behind.Among Kate's accomplishments was a. My cock went easily and fully inside her cunt. Her cunt muscles gripped my shaft tightly and she started to move up and down increasing the pressure on my shaft. I enjoyed it and I grabbed her tits and pressed them madly. She liked it and smiled at me. I caught her nipples and crushed them with great force and she increased her pumping speed. Her cunt muscles were exerting tight pressure on my shaft and I felt a hot rubbing sensation which was divine.(In those days I had one very bad habit. In. Angry male cursing. Angry Gabe cursing. ‘Gabe?!’ Sloane said struggling to catch her breath, ‘You scared the life out of me. I thought you were an attacker or something.’ ‘What is it with you and attackers? Last night with the bat and now this.’ Gabe breathed out standing on his knees in front of her, he winced as he lifted his shirt to survey the damage, ‘Shit, Sloane, you got some kick on you. That’s gonna bruise.’ he said while gently prodding his ribs. ‘Well maybe…shouldn’t…have.