I told her the pain is only temporary, and it would feel much better soon. She cried more each time I went in further, until I broke the membrane of s...in inside her. Her cherry was popped. I was fucking stupid though not putting an old towel or something on the bed. Now I have a blood stain on my quilt. Carly shoved her face down in the pillow. She was crying from the pain, but I kept assuring her it was okay, and that it won't hurt as much.Slowly I pumped back and forth into her pussy. I let. I ran my finger up her leg and up and down the front of her knickers.Suddenly there was a knock at the door, reluctantly I answered it to see Gordon stood there in his shorts, he said "You left these downstairs" handing me a pair of sunglasses. Donna shouted "Thanks Gordon" and I thanked him also. Then Donna shouted out "Come here Gordon" and as he walked into our room he was faced with Donna sprawled on the bed showing her tits.He walked in and stared at her, as I shut the door. She said "Come. That is, until she grabbed my throbbing cock and started rubbing it through my jeans. My cock was to the point of exploding, so I had to do something. I didn't want this to end before it even started. I picked her up and slid her jeans off of her tight body and exposed her black panties, with neon pink lace waistband. I sat her on the desk, and pulled her panties aside as I stared at her dripping pussy. It was stubbly, like she hadn't shaved in a few days, but that was fine with me. Her light. The stereo was on and he heard an R'n'B track that he didn't recognize. It was something slow and sexy and just as he turned his head he saw her. She was dancing to the rhythm moving with grace. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling to herself.He approached her and hugged her from behind. She stopped the moment she felt him but he whispered in her ear softly, "Let's just dance" and she complied reluctantly.James was holding her moving his hips to the the rhythm of her hips touching her.