I was continuously inserting my finger in my pussy. I didn’t know about climax neither I reached it on that day, but I liked it so much.The day pass...d as usual. At night, I watched more sex videos and was rubbing my pussy. I was not able to sleep properly.Somehow, the night was over and now I knew many things about all these. I removed my bra in the morning so that my brother would have good access to my boobs.The time came and as usual, my parents and younger brother left.My heart started to. He’d been on the way back from making a personal appearance at the new Gotham Boy’s Club over in West Douglaston when he spotted a dark figure exiting a tenth floor window of the Diamond Exchange. He’d tried Batman on his cycle’s radio but got only static. It would be impossible to follow the figure on the streets, so he bat-roped to the roof and took off after the thief.Despite his years of circus acrobatic training, continued and improved on by the Batman, Robin was unable to do more than. She didn’t stop me once. She was a virgin and an excited one. She wanted it. It was tight. Really tight.. I could not have imagined that. It choked on my cock but I kept pushing in until all my 7 inches were inside. Her hips were pressing on my pelvis. I was fucking this beauty. I started banging it. In out. In out. In out.“can I abuse you?”, I asked (it was almost stupid to ask that, I now realize).She smiled and replied for myself, “Of course, bitch”.I grabbed her boobs from back and did not. "John ... did you know that I've always had a crush on you," she gushed out. "I used to use you to scare my brothers, when they were being mean to me. If they made me angry, I'd just say, "I'm going to be there next time John Smith kicks your ass and I'll do my laughing then." I think that's why I got my nickname."I looked at her puzzled. "Don't they call you... ?" I started."They call me Poke now," she smiled. "It's a morphed nickname. They started out calling me Pocahontas because I was.