She was too tight. She cried little and I started kissing her to stop her crying. After some time, I had one more round of fucking with her. She was c...operating although she had pains. Then we stopped. Later she had some problem in walking but she managed.Next day she came for work. She said, bhaiya, niche kafi dard hota hai. Kuch open open lag raha hai. Fuddi red color ki ho gayi hai. Maine dikhane ko kaha. She slept on bed and showed me her reddish fuddi. Then I applied some ice cubes wrapped. ' At the sound of George's moan Michelle looked up at him and then back down at the hard cock in front of her. "Wrap your hand around it."Michelle slowly lifted her arm and grasped the shaft - she was fascinated by the tactility of the feeling - hard, smooth, hot and pulsing. George had lifted his own hand when Michelle had gripped his cock resulting in it angling upwards again - he smiled as she pulled it back to level. As a host of conflicting thoughts and emotions fought for her attention. Those were for her own self pleasure. Those were simply so she could discover what it was she enjoyed, sexually, in life. She knew she liked them but nothing was better then a good old cock in ones pussy but a woman’s tender, loving touch could never be beaten…ever. “So how about it dear?” Cynthia said as she held Grace’s hand, gently, in hers. “How about you and I go back to the compound? We’ll get undressed and you and I’ll make love to each other.” Cynthia went silent for a moment and then. "My darling David. Never before have I felt such love. Nothing I have ever experienced came close to the joy I felt with you. No one has ever loved my pussy as you did with your mouth and tongue, but I was happy to let you do that, a little frightened as it was strange to me, then the fireworks went off. I couldn't believe how much pleasure that gave me. Then when you went inside me it was blissful, my whole being centred on my pussy, everything I felt was coming from there. I cannot think of.