She would be busy for the week but perhaps if I’d call again before the weekend. I called more than once. I put her number in my cell phone. I knew ... shouldn’t seem so eager but I had never felt this way before about anyone. I doubted I ever would again. On Thursday night she agreed to Saturday and we went out again to another steak place and we had a nice time. We talked about art and music mostly, things I knew very little about. But listening to her talk was wondering. She had a lyrical. I will remember it till the day I die, my sweet Aunty Jane. "But what's this, Robert." She pushed me back a step and looked directly at my crotch. "This won't do, no, no we can't have you so excited like this." "I'm sorry, I ah, er, um, I mean, you are just so beautiful, I ah, couldn't help myself." "Ah, so you think I am sexy, Robert, is that it, is that why you want to help me, so you can think about me and then play with that cock of yours?" She sounded genuinely upset and I felt. She had a scar of her own on her midriff, and I was suddenly grateful for my own scar, since it had given her some reassurance in exposing her body. Her scar was the first thing I noticed, but I ignored it as soon as I beheld her small pair of small but perfect tits, with gum-drop nipples. The hair of her crotch was as dark as her head hair, and so thick that I couldn't make out her slot. I gave my balls a shake to acknowledge the effect of her lissome body on my libido. She grinned back, and. I poured some in her anus and placed my tip on that she liked that I rubbed my penis there. Then I slid down my penis and pushed in her cunt it was wet and but very tight. She took my hand and placed on her lips smart female didnt want to scream. I pushed again and felt tears on my hand and I removed my penis as id didnt want to hurt her she smiled and said dont worry I am ready for the pain and took my tool and placed it on her cunt lips I pushed and half of my dick was inside her cunt was so.