I gasps and push in further, and her eyes close shortly and then open wide. She is about to say something, I press my fingers close to her lips, soon ...overing her mouth with my whole hand, and she looks up at me confused and I only smile lazily and push in even more.Her legs moving now, I'm partly inside. Her slick, wet warm canal is squeezing at me, tugging at me as I force her open, pushing my fat cock all the way up into her. The entir length strokes across her clitoris making her mumble. Your hands fell limp. I laughed and said that I liked when you obeyed me so eagerly. And that obedience is always rewarded. I kissed you, but didn't stop at the lips. I moved down, slowly, covering your body with sensual kisses, biting all the sensitive spots on the way. I got up and went to my bag. You watched me with slight apprehension. I got back to the bed and asked you again, very seriously 'do you feel safe?'. 'I do... with you' you said. I placed the blindfold on your eyes and told you. I will call you tonight when I am home. Yes, okay, I love you too. Bye… bye, bye”. She put the phone slowly down on the table and stared at it, then, looking to me, said, “What will I say to her? She won’t understand. She is a strong Christian. She will hate me!” This time it was my eyes that began to fill. “I am sorry, Sam. Truly I am. I wish I had never started all this.” “Do you Anna? Do really wish we had not made love?” “No, I don’t, I don’t wish that at all. I wish it could have been. I have to admit that I was sometimes tempted both ways, too, but mostly I liked guys. I liked it hard, I liked it fast, and I especially liked it when the guy pulled out and came all over me. Do you wonder why guys like me?My dad once told me he and Mom considered me the boy they never had. I knew what he meant. Tomboy, that's my middle name. I can't remember a time when I didn't push myself as hard as I could in sports and later on in sex, or in whatever I was doing.Don't take that tomboy.