You already had sex, and then Jason let you sleep with him last night. I’ll bet he fucked you. I bet you told us just to get attention, and you had ...he nerve to tell me to keep sex stuff secret. I haven’t hardly even been kissed!Marcie tried to circle the chair to reach Shellie, and Spud tried to step in her way to protect his sister. She shoved him away, but his interference gave Shellie time to scoot behind a sofa, putting more distance between her and Marcie. She was weeping bitterly. Jason. To say I got very little out of the service would be an understatement. It’s a wonder I was even able to stand up at the right time for the hymns. Jack must have thought I was off my rocker or something. It was so bad that as we walked down the aisle after church it seemed like EVERYBODY was glancing down at my thighs, EVEN THE MINISTER. I thought I was going to melt into the floor.At lunch at home, with Jack sitting next to me, I was really wired. I know he must have thought I was crazy. He. You try not to laugh at the sight of me walking into the room wearing nothing but about thirty feet of medical tape wrapped around my torso.I go and sit in a comfortable chair at the foot of the bed, my vision directly between--indeed directed there--by the splay of your legs, to the treasure concealed by a pouch of light fabric, the inspiring curvature of your ass above.You know what to do. Tentatively you slide a hand to that very spot, where your panties nearly disappear between your legs.. I tugged at his pants, removing them and his boxers in one fell swoop. His erect cock sprang up, measuring an impressive thick nine inches. I could not wait any longer, so I guided him to my dripping pussy. We had reached the point of no return.A single thrust, and his whole shaft was buried deep within me, causing me to gasp in pain as he breached the only barrier left between us. He paused, looking at me with concern."I promise I'm alright." I gasped. "Please..."Eric let himself pull almost.