Do twenty jumping jacks?"Abbie stood up and began to jump up and down. "What's the big deal? It's just exercise! Everyone should exercise more." What ...f I asked you to ... dump your coffee on the floor, and then use your sweater to clean it up?"Abbie looked at Jake, shrugged, and then poured her coffee on the floor. "Seems kind of a waste of time, coffee, and maybe even my sweater. But what the heck, I'll do it!" She unbuttoned her cardigan and then crawled on the floor to mop up the spilled. I felt a slight obstruction, which I knew must mean she was truly a virgin. I applied a little more pressure, and in I went. We gasped at the same time. “Please wait Jake.” She asked, tears almost in her eyes. And that’s what I did. I waited for almost two whole minutes, and then she asked me to continue. I pulled out slightly, and pushed back in. I did this for several minutes, barely moving so she could get used to it.Once her look of pain subsided, I pulled further out, and pushed in deeper,. .One day, my grandma was helping host the local church jumble sale, which gave me several hours in her house alone. I wandered into her bedroom and opened her Victorian wardrobe, admiring her collection of basques, girdles and suspender belts as they nestled with her lacy bras and panties. My young, trembling fingers gently caressed the soft fibres and my young prick hardened almost immediately in my trousers. The softness of the underwear and the faint perfumed aroma coming from the depths of. At some point, Cheryl and Lisa disappeared into the back of the house, leaving me on the couch, listening to music. I don’t know how long they had been back there before Lisa came out and sat beside me on the couch to my left. What she was wearing took me by surprise a little. She had a few tight tank tops that I liked to see her wear without a bra. To me, seeing her nice tits in those clingy tops was sexier than any lingerie. I loved starting off my feeling her braless breasts under that.