I was wondering what you were doing upstairs for half an hour. I had a shower as well, just to clean myself up. He winked. Well, I guess Ill go get th... condoms, I said, heading over to the door. But I was stopped in my steps by my boyfriend. Nuh-uh, he sniggered, closing and locking the door behind him, Were going bareback tonight. At first I was surprised. My reasoning and logic started to kick in and I remembered all the bad effects of having bareback sex so early. Then the optimist in me. “It’s your heritage, you know. From my side of the family.” “Huh? What?” Now it was my turn to be a little bit shocked. “You come from a long line of hot-blooded, impish Irish lasses. When I met your father….” Mom got this dreamy look in her eyes. “Let’s just say, there’s a reason French men are famous as lovers.” (Yes, my dad’s ancestry is French and my mom’s is Irish.) “Italian men, too…” I smiled and looked at Vince. “Damned good lovers.” Mom kind of shocked me again. “His equipment, he got. The last thing she wanted to do was get Karen's panties in abunch from actually getting Karen's panties in a bunch, instead of theneat way they were put away.While Kira was getting ready to give the tutorial, Karen was taking anice hot shower. This was the first time she had taken a shower whichwas more than functional. Instead of just getting the dirt of the dayoff of her, Karen let the warm water soothe her also. After losing hercommunion with womanhood, Karen felt that she was not worthy. He grabbed both of my legs and threw them on top of his shoulders. He knew that I loved this position. He pounded me hard right then and there making me beg for mercy. All the while he was telling me how good, tight and wet that my pussy was all over his dick. This made me only more wet. Soon he had my pussy flowing with juices. He licked his fingers and put them down on my soaking mound and began rubbing my clit. Soon, I was climaxing and orgasming. My juices flowed all over his still rock.