"Okay, move, Nate. Just take it slow, get used to the feelings. Then, let loose... as hard as you want, don't worry about me right now. You feel incre...ible inside me... incredible!"He thrust. Pulled back. Thrust again - deeper. Repeated, giving me more of him with each thrust. Then, he hit that spot. The one that drives me fucking crazy."Nate, that feels incredible," I mumbled. "You're... amazing." I fell into a stupor and there'd be no more coaching from me. He was on his own now. Our grunts. I felt nervous, rubbing the soap on her skin, and then clearing it away, but Blaine didn’t seem to mind at all. She wasn’t shy about massaging the soap into my breasts, and even sponging between my legs. I wanted to tell her to stop and give me a little space, but I couldn’t find the strength to deny myself of her touch. She was so gentle, so motherly as she washed me, I found myself wanting to hug her as she shampooed my hair. ‘Tired?’ she murmured. Her voice was soothing and without its. There is also the possibility that I passed out again, as the ambulance ride is a very hazy memory.The next thing I remember I was in casualty. I expected Harris or some other police officer to turn up in casualty, but for a long time the only people I saw were a couple of part-time Specials and Helen. Jenny of course had come in the ambulance with me. Poor Helen had trouble getting past the Specials until Jenny had intervened. So I gathered the Specials were supposed to be my bodyguard.Christ,. It was as if he couldn't go in any farther. But, he was not nearly all of the way in.It was then that Brenda felt the pressure of his cock against her hymen. Taking a deep breath she moved her hands on to his ass and pushed on him while lifting her hips up to take herself from virginity into womanhood. A sharp pain shot through her body as the virginal barrier broke free allowing his cock the rest of the way in.Brenda squealed in pain causing Patrick to stop. He felt a small gush of fluid run.