I could tell she was in pain, but I was already inside her, I couldn’t stop now anyway, she was already broken in, so I slowly eased my manhood all ...he way inside her.Kathleen flinched so I just stood still so she could get used to the feeling of a cock inside her. Then I started gently slow fucking her, but from the look on her face I could tell that she was still feeling some discomfort. I asked her “do you want me to stop”? She replied “No, I love you, it doesn’t hurt much anymore”.. After a few moments of this, and counting to ten, I ran through my thoughts systematically hoping to get some clue as to how I arrived at this dilemma. ?What was the last thing I remembered?? I thought to myself. The last thing I remembered was talking on the phone to my friend Val in my room as I curled up on my bed for the night. I tried shaking my head to clear out the cobwebs, but something pressing against either side of my head preventing this. Panic not withstanding, I went back. You said, ‘Hold it boys I am not running away. Let us decide who takes the first turn.’ You then pulled off your clip on earring and those worn by Ingrid. Ingrid protested and tried to stop you but there was no stopping you. You told her to mind her own business. You then told the guys that you would hide the clip on earring in the room and the guy who finds yours first gets the first turn and went into detail of the order to follow. I saw Ingrid leave the room in disgust. I was busy with. The only negative comment he ever made was when I told him of a very nasty thing I had done. He said, ‘That was dumb. Hope you don’t do it again.’ It made me stop and think. I never committed crimes again. I guess I’d better tell you a little about myself. I was born in a Midwestern town. I was an only child. After WWII it was very prosperous, but as the years passed the town suffered a drop in prosperity. My Mom and Dad were in the lower middle class income bracket at the start of the.