His shaft seemed huge and Ria felt her muscles stretching painfully trying to make room. The more he pushed the more painful it became and her moans o... pleasure became moans of pain. She started to cry and beg him to stop but of course it was useless. He grunted as he forced his way into her little opening. One vicious thrust burst through her hymen and she screamed. She forgot that she was going to submit to everything. As the pain grew she started to beat at him with her fists, trying to push. As I approached I heard voices talking softly so I crept along not wanting to be discovered before I saw who it was. Before rounding the corner I stopped to listen. They were praying, the usual low chanting, same prayer from rote, again and again. I turned to walk into the space and there were a group of women, some in habits with their heads down kneeling in a circle facing one another. So I just stood for moments and watched. Finally one of them looked up at me and gasped noticeably so. The. She got into the music and later told me that it was like being in a dream as she could not see the people. It was as if they were not there although she knew that they were. She used the music to lose herself until Keith called out "swing your tits more and lets see some leg."She danced around the small floor, swinging her tits at where she knew they must be sitting and every now and then, swirling her skirt to show some thigh. She was a past master at teasing and exhibiting herself without. She had only been with one guy that had a big cock and it hurt. Her favorite color was purple and she likes hot fudge sundaes. I would have had a hard time getting a word in edgewise if I tried to. I didn't get to do much talking as we drove but I did reach over, put my hand under her skirt, slide my finger between her pussy lips and rubbed her young slit. She spread her legs a little to give me better access and told me how nice it felt. She had her first orgasm before we got to the.