It’s ok” she purred as she kissed me again, my lust was taking control of my brain, I let her do it and returned the favour, it was nice, very sen...ual, her tits were hardening in my fingers, she pulled me towards her and slid the end of my cock up and down her slit, I was humping at her because I thought that this was the way to do it, “wait!, wait till I tell you to push” she gasped as she lifted one leg and put her foot on the kitchen chair, now her genitals were exposed and she slid my cock. Though I had unprotected sex at the time I was always a good puller-outer except for one time when a BBW refused to dismount after I announced "I'm cumming," as a means of forcing me to ejaculate inside of her. (That's another story I'll have to share.) I always chalked my otherwise pristine record of pulling out and 'the pill,' to my never having gotten a woman pregnant (until I was trying to years later w/my wife).But as fate would have it shortly after viewing that '76 flick, Bel Amie, I had. And like I said, I was sure Clint wouldn’t let anyone brand me. That would be just barbaric. But the other stuff about the other men really made me mad. It wasn’t a bit true what she said. Not at all. I mean, besides Clint, only Mr. Compton and four vendors and one other guy have had me. That’s only six guys not counting Clint. It’s not like a dozen like what Brooke said. I’m not a whore! I’m nineteen, and except for my husband, I’ve only had nine other guys in my whole life, and that’s. I paused, feeling her shudder around me, before slowly pulling out and back in again, using long, slow stroked so she felt every inch. She was moaning over and over again, "Fuck me Nick...oh fuck me baby, make me feel it...oh fuck Nick."I started to move faster, and pushed her up against the wall, but then a thought occurred to me, my cock hardening even more, and I whispered to her "Baby, move to your right a little".She did so immediately, willing to make my every small desire a reality, and.