We both dropped what we were holding and Charlotte stamped her foot. “Imbécile. T’es con comme un balai.”I had no idea what that meant, but it ...as enough.“Nasty bitch! Pull that bug out of your ass, will ya?”She looked confused, then gave me a sideways scowl. I scowled back, scrunching my nose and sneering theatrically. She jerked her head back and studied me with uncertainty. But after that she stopped calling me names.We took an hour to finish. The kitchen was a disaster but dinner was. That vacant look in her face did not reflect what was actually going on in her mind, but it seemed that her inner thoughts were separated from what she was doing with her body. Her mind was responsive, but her body was not.As for who she had been in high school: her high school slang, her experimenting with boyfriends and drugs, her popular clique and obsession with having fun, as well as her self-assured attitude; that all was gone. What remained of her character was not much more than a bunch. ‘I’ve thrown all of my old knicks away,’ she gasped, as he stood to look her in the face, ‘now I have someone that appreciates me in them.’ They dissolved into passionate kissing, her naked body pressing against his clothed one. As his hot hands pressed first against her bare arse and then at the small of her back she trembled feeling that she might faint with the excitement and anticipation. He lifted her into his arms and gently placed her onto the temporarily cold kitchen work surface. If. I could feel it pulsating strongly and trying to exert pressure on my feet. He just caught one of my hands and placed it on his pulsating cock. The cock was huge, and strong and was trying to pulsate vigourously up and down. His fingures had already entered my pussy and were moving slowly in and out. I was not in my senses and my whole body was trembling. Sarita aunty told Rahul...." Rahul, see how excited she has become, See how her whole body is shaking...why dont you pop her cherry?" Rahul.