Glaring at him for interrupting her thoughts Cathryn snapped. ‘No I don’t guess I am.’ ‘You should eat something dear. You’ll waste away to ...othing.’ Cathryn snorted into her wine glass and muttered, ‘Not much chance of that.’ Kent knew that the evening wasn’t going as her planned but he kept trudging forward. Nothing he did seemed to impress her. Sure she said the red roses were pretty, but there wasn’t much enthusiasm in her voice. The gold necklace he bought her lay shining against the swell. I spread her legs as far as possible and I slowly put the head of my cock near her chooth entrance and started to push it in. she moved and said ‘stop sir, its paining’. I said ‘ok baby, I will and just let me in and I will stop’ and moved a bit further it’s hurting sir, its paining me, it’s too big, please take it out. She tried to get out from under me. I held her tight with my strong arms and moved much more’ she started screaming please, no. I locked her lips pressed her boobs hard and gave. Karen, on the other hand, was as innocent as she pretended to be. She planned on saving herself for marriage ever since she was a little girl. It all came from her Christian upbringing. She was the stereotypical southern belle - long legs, flowing red hair, sexy accident, sexually innocent, but evil and devious. That was why she got Roxy caught for cheating in 7th grade.Roxy had, in fact, cheated. It was the only time, and it was because the pressure from her parents was too much. The poor. As she spoke Mike couldn’t take his eyes off of her feet. She had on flats and had her legs crossed dangling one shoe right in front of him. She noticed this. Ms. Davis had always taken care of her feet. She would never admit it but she got way too many pedicures but she found the experience almost orgasmic. She always asked for a very specific Oriental guy who seemed to pay a little too much attention to her feet. He would spend a lot of time massaging her feet and toes. The best occasions.