There it was, beautiful before me, neatly trimmed and so young and pink. I reached my hand out and brushed it against her swollen pussy. She was so ho...t, and soaking wet... just for me.I teased her little slit with the head of my cock. She moaned in her sleep. I couldn't take anymore. If I didn't fuck her soon I might loose my nerve, and the way things were going my load as well.I grabbed my cock in my right hand and slowly inched the head of my cock into her tight little cunt. Once the head was. Isat up on the bed and asked, “Cassie are you a virgin?”Her face got red and she shook her head yes.I looked at June and said; “You want me to take yoursisters cherry?”June just replied, “Asked Cassie about it. It’s hercherry.”“Cassie, what is going on? I want the truth this time,and no games, just the truth, else you are going homeright now!”“June and I were talking a few weeks ago, and I wastelling her how lucky she was to have a. Please sir, I can't hold it anymore..." His voice was hoarse as I said, but also thick and heavy with teenage sexuality. voice was hoarse as I said, but also thick and heavy with teenage sexuality. "Nonsense, you meant to say, you couldn't stand the stomach cramps. I've known boys much younger than you to hold it for hours. Of course the cramps almost drove them mad, but the fear of what would happen if the let go, encouraged them to comply. Did the coach of your football team ever give you. I would have never thought it possible, but as Greg talked, it all just seemed to make sense. Since my husband’s impotency, he was constantly apologizing over it. Greg said my husband understood my needs, and since he was incapable at this time to help alleviate my frustration, he enlisted the two of them to cure the problem. After all, they were the closest friends he had in the area. The way Greg put it, my husband was desperate to fix the problem. Maybe this was just an act of desperation on.