Sitting down at the side of him, both of us in our undies I moved my arm back across his shoulders and as we resumed kissing out hands were stroking t...he insides of each other’s thighs.I couldn’t wait much longer and slid my hand further upwards and was soon stroking his bulge, as soon as I’d done that he did the same and we were sat there kissing and fondling each other’s cock. After another ten minutes or so, he sat up and then knelt down at the side of me, putting his fingers in the waistband. .aaaah..aaaah..aaaah..nnnooo." " Please, don't do this, it hurts," as one finger becomes two and then they begin to move in and out of her pussy. With a hard jolt, I push two fingers deep inside her and stop. Jenilee feels my fingers beginning to spread her open. " It hurts, please stop" she cries, the fingers continue to spread open her pussy. The two fingers retreat, then three enter into her pussy. I place my hand on the side of Jenilee's face and turne it gently towards me. Leaning over, I. She smiled that sweet smile and I saw a hint of a blush come across her cheeks. “Umm,” she started softly, “uhh, I have a confession to make.” My mind raced, but I retained my outward composure. Her softness made me come to life with my typical firmness. “What could you have done that needs confession?” “Well, I have this....thing,” she said. By now she was really blushing; her eyes turned downward away from mine, and I reached out and put my hand on her cheek. I immediately thought she would. Laurel Armington.”“May I call you sometime?”She opened her purse, retrieved a business card, and wrote on the back of it by the light of a street lamp. “This is my phone number at home. If a man answers he is my father. I will have told him about you.”“When may I call, Laurel?”“Anytime you wish, Roger.” After smiling at me she turned around, got into her car, started it, and drove away. I stood in the street and watched until she disappeared into the fog.Soon later I was walking along.