I had now the delight of experience, of leaving my sperm where man had never left it before. This girl of sufficient age, growth and form, I had bored...with difficulty and pain, to her and myself, she had bled, I had bled, I had torn up her cuntal diaphram, had given her sexual pleasure, had revelled in her body. Shirt, and chemise, spunk and blood slobbered lay there. I was rested, she was fresh, and I sat at breakfast with as much complacency and jollity as a man could; yet- beyond fucking, I. Heavy weights were placed on each bosom, stretching them as far as they could go. From her cunt lips similar weights were placed. From her clit, which was also pierced George hung a medal logo of the Body Corporate. This appeared to be the most painful. The girl was doing her best not to cry. As she turned on the spreader she was being bounced up and down stretching her body even more. She held on and didn’t scream. This impressed the men so much the bouncing was stopped and the bidding went on. All of this combines into a feeling of delicious wantonness. You surrender to my complete possession of you. You surrender to the dawn of womanhood. You surrender to my hard, hot, naked cock. You surrender to the deep, indelible love that has now taken your heart by storm. And I feel your surrender. You are mine. I know it. I know I will always remember this moment. It is the beginning. I gasp – ‘I’m going to come in you, my darling little girl – I’m going to come.’ You shudder. ‘Oh – – Oh!. My face was scarlet and I was about to cum again as the group parted to let me through.“Fucking hell!”“What the….”“Slut!”“Did….”Those were just the comments that I could make out. I daren’t look back at them but Ryan later told me that every one of them had stopped and were staring at me as we disappeared into the distance. At least they couldn’t actually see my pussy or my face.Anyway, I was too busy cumming and trying to stay on the bike. Eventually we made it back to the car park, but I had.