He got about half way in, and then had to pull back out and try again. He was at least four inches around. Slowly working his hips back and forth, he ...inally got all the way in, bumping against my cervix, his balls bumping my ass. He pulled himself almost all the way out, and then with one thrust seated himself completely inside me. He started fucking me in earnest now, barely pulling all the way out before pounding himself back in. I was raising and lowering my hips in time to his, meeting him. I am sure we talked a little but to be honest I remember damn little of what we said once the door was locked. The first thing I noticed was a car in the first space, the hood was closed and there was one of those pads mechanic's use to prevent scr****g the paint. There was another on the floor right in front of that one. Our first time would be in his garage. If we did talk it ended when he had me lean up against the car and took my hands into his. He leaned forward and we kissed. A long, slow. A wave of pleasure crashed over her. ‘That’s right, that’s nice isn’t it sweety, it feels nice when daddy touches you down there doesn’t it.’ His hand pressing against her pubis, rubbing her up and down, she was getting wet, panting. Reality seemed to slip away from her. She only vaguely remembered what was going on, she didn’t know whether her memories were real, she didn’t know whether the sensations en the situations she was experiencing now were real. It all became a blur. A happy blur,. One weekend Jill and her mom, Lana needed to leave town and asked if I would check in on things at their house. I did as they asked and once, while I was there, I got on the computer and watched some porn, shemale porn.A few days after they got back, Jill and I got into an arguement and I broke it off with her. She tried calling my cell a few times in the next week, but I never answered. I haven't seen or heard from her or her mom since then and in a few years.Ok, now the real story!I was.