He was far too large for my tight pussy. By the time he was all the way in I had tears streaming down my face. He stopped and caressed me against his ...hest, kissing the tears away. I choked on air, slowly trying to steady my breathing. This was not how I had imagined this moment."Tell me when you're ready."I nodded slowly, searching for his lips with my own. He relented and slowly kissed me back, massaging his lips against my own as if it could erase the pain I was feeling. And magically, it. She was screaming and moaning loudly and wanted more and more. I lifted her up and made her sit on table with her legs falling and I began licking her pussy. I licked her smooth soft and shaven pussy which was smelling so great. I licked it like a hungry dog and she kept on moaning a lot. She closed her legs and held my head so strongly and she exploded all in my mouth. I slureped every drop from her shining pussy. I continued eating her. She suggested lets go to bedroom and continue there. She. I decided I’d go at six and hopefully miss a lot of the rush hour traffic, which is the worst in the country, and go the opposite way of the flow to get to the nearest arcade. I was thrilled, I had never been there before and had high hopes. Just before 6pm I slipped on my heels and adjusted my black miniskirt and checked out my makeup. I looked like a slut- exactly the look I wanted. My black bra and cincher were visible though my lacy see-through blouse. I had only two buttons done on. Focus, dummy. Holding her breath, she pushed the heavy wood out a few more inches, stopping when low moan escaped into the silence. Shit, shit shit. The opening was big enough to stick her shoulders through, and she did so, cautiously. On the other side of the hallway, was the rest of the house. All decorated in the same monotonous colors of black brown, and gray. More abstract art was scattered along the walls, and in between every few splatters of pain on canvas, a sculpture rose from the.