Suddenly, she clamped her legs together around his head to hold him in place. Oh, shit! What the hell? He has no hair! What the fuck? I don’t feel a...y hair!Almost instantaneously her orgasm announced there was no turning back! The man between her legs had no fuckin’ hair. This wasn’t her husband and she was about to cum.Oh-my-fuckin’-god-this-isn’t-John!-Oh-fuck-this-orgasm-is-happening!-Right-the-fuck-now.-No-Stop!-No!-I-can’t-do-this-Not-with…not-with…She popped her legs open wide to take her. Most likely not my last either. I stayed in her for awhile, letting her adjust a little till her whimpers became moans again. She was really loving it now and I was really loving her pussy. Tight, juicy, warm and currently; bloody. Most guys, or those I know, don’t like taking girl’s virginity. Mostly because they say breaking a hymen is like breaking through a cement wall with your dick. But I love leaving my impression on them. 7 (now eight) will now remember my face and name because I. When I returned with the wine, she looked radiant lying on my bed, and I handed her a glass of zinfandel, and sat my glass of burgundy on the nightstand as I sat next to her on the bed."Mmmm... thank you," she remarked as she took a drink of her wine, and kissed me softly on the lips."De nada, Mackenzie... my pleasure," I told her, and after sipping my burgundy, I returned her kiss, running my tongue along the outline of her soft full lips.We both reached to set our wine down at the same. I made sure his face was in her dreams and that she thought of him as she won each race. I wasn’t surprised as she began getting and giving hugs when she won and placed in both the truck and car races. I was being successful with women, except for myself.I was tossing and turning at home, worrying about how my actions could affect those in the house. Mercy’s, Missy’s, and Etta’s all came to me at the same time. All three said things that were supposed to make me feel better about my actions..