I proped myself onto my bed against my pillows, and drew my legs up, giving the boy a clear view of my open crotch, ‘What the fuck’, went through ...y mind as he drank in my womanhood, in its full splender. His s****r took no notice of my change in position on my bed, as from her angle I looked like I was just sitting drinking, but from the foot of my bed, he was guest of honer, and when I slipped my left arm down my flank, reached under with consumate ease and opened my vagina for him to savour. ” she said, still looking at the money. “Well, do you like sex?”“Yes, of cause!“Good, do you want to learn more?…She looked up at him. “But I don´t even know your name, sir “Do you need my name right now, Kasia?...I´ll tell you my name when we are on the road…He dipped a finger in cappuccino-foam and held the finger towards her. She looked towards the door, before she leaned forwards and sucked the foam off his finger. “It is very common that young women your age have dark, secret fantasies. "There appears to be an unfortunate degree of continental influence on your current style. Do you catch my meaning, Mr. Brandywine?" No, sir. I'm afraid I do'n't." These apples," said his instructor, pointing with the mouthpiece of his pipe, "bear a distinct resemblance to the gluteus maximus of a female." Sir?" The posterior region." I, I, I understand, sir," Not so startling in itself. The resemblance has been noted by numerous poets through history, many of them-such as King Solomon-fine,. I could already feel my insides. But he doesn’t stop.He opened my tiny hole with his fingers and spat inside. I could feel his saliva. He once again brought his giant cock and this time, with a greater force, he pushed it into my virgin pussy. I screamed!I could feel his tip was already in. He slowly put his body weight on me and started to slide deeper inside. Now, almost half was in and he pulled out. He again gave a strong thrust. This time, the half went in easily. But my hymen was stopping.