My nails dug into his back as I held on to him tight. I tried hard to hold back my tears, and I did. As I relaxed, Ben slowly began to move his hips u... and down. My vagina was still very sensitive, but I made no sign for him to stop. I was no longer a virgin and I wanted him to make love to me. As I became accustomed to him being inside of me, the pleasure became apparent. I could feel his balls nudge against my butt as he moved in and out of me. I looked up and he was looking down at me,. I was always afraid to say anything in fear that she would leave me. I knew I'd never be able to find another girl as beautiful as she was. At five foot four and one hundred pounds she was absolutely a knock out.Her long straight blonde hair and blue eyes always drew the attention of guys when we went out. Her thirty four B cup tits are topped with half inch nipples that seem to always be hard. She goes braless alot and I can tell she loves the attention they get under thin shirts. But it's. It was not very welcome news, to put it mildly, although I'd do the best I could. After one night with Fiona and an unsatisfactory, quick fuck, which for me was just a brief release of tension and for her a quick break from talking about her bright future, I threw some clothes into a rucksack and caught the train West after my car, my very expensive car, whose rash purchase had left me flat broke for the immediate past and future, had refused to start. With my expenses to be paid, in true. There wasn't much to do and when I wasn't forcing myself into the affliction known as homework I was either entertaining myself with whatever I'd most recently managed to scrounge some cash together to buy, or I was usually hanging out with Kelly, my sister. She was a year younger than me and the family resemblance was pretty obvious, aside from the fact she was leaner than I was. Blonde hair down to her ass, blue eyes, and yes she had some curves. When she'd turned eighteen she'd decided.