I always went after what I wanted and I generally got it. Not by luck, but by skill and determination. OK, some luck, and a lot of family connections,...too.But now? Even though I was scared shitless, now I knew, or felt I knew what direction to take us. I wasn't just confident. I was absolutely sure; and it scared even more shit out of me. I remembered what had happened when I had brutally taken Sally out there on the shooting range. I had been sure then, too, and I had hurt her spirit, if not. Chris sucked in his breath, gritted his teeth, and rode his bike around to Lisa's house. It'd come to him in the middle of the night, a bitterly cold night out under the stars while on holiday: he didn't have to get Lisa alone at school.Lisa's mum answered the door. "Hello, is Lisa home?" Hi, Chris. Long time no see!" she smiled at him. "Come and sit in the lounge, and I'll go and get her."He waited nervously in the lounge. He didn't know whether he was pleased or not that Lisa was home. Oh. Phil's muscular buttocks squirmed for a moment as they thrust down toward the soft juncture up between Ellen's sister's legs. His hands reached down beneath the firm white moons of her buttocks, and pulled them up toward the blood-filled head of his cock as it slowly pressed into the narrow hair-lined slit of her cunt."Ooooh, God," she heard her sister moan, "Ram it up to my tits!"Ellen felt the blood draining from her head and fought to retain her balance and keep from falling down the sloping. This made my dick burn as my penis head is very sensitive so i begged to slowdown and she quickly complied. She understood my problem and with her soft hands for the first time grabbed my pulsating cock and lowered my foreskin to expose my pink head. She quickly got some oil and applied it on my penis head started rubbing it all over. I swear i would have shot my load till the ceiling so i pushed her hand away gently and she understood. Now she was not allowed to play with my dick so she.