" She began sucking me and despite my headache managed to get it hard. She then straddled me and positioned her vagina on my knob."Here it goes," she ...aughed and bore down. I could feel something blocking and stretching. She groaned and then cried out with pain as her hymen tore as my knob slipped inside. My cock was covered with blood and she got up and ran into the bathroom, holding her crotch with one hand. I ran in after her scared out of my wits. She was sitting on the toilet holding a wad. Pulling up, running my thumb over your slit, turning my hand over, pushing back down your cock, and twisting my hand around to repeat the process over and over as you sit pressed into the chair. After about 20 minutes you put your hand over mine just as my thumb presses into the skin at the base of your cock, and my fingers tickle your sack. You hold me still for a few beats as I look over and watch you catching your breath. You slowly rub my shoulders and then look over at me. You intertwine. She came again but she pulled herself away from me and twisted around and kissed me. I frenched her with my long tongue and she sucked on my tongue while rubbing her tongue on mine. That was the best french kiss I ever had. "My name is Sylvia, God, you sure can eat pussy! You must have a lot of experience to know your way around a cunt so well. I want you again, I want that fabulous that tongue again! Will you meet me here on the beach beds again later, maybe tonight?" "If I can, I will," I. Pardon that repetitive style. That's the second time I've used it in this story.I think there's something in the Bible that forbids a man from fucking both a woman and her daughter, but I'm not very much into that book. It prohibits a lot of stuff that people, especially me, like to do.As George dropped his slacks, his cock popped into view. I had never watched a porn film and didn't know what a penis was supposed to look like. My only frame of reference was my friend's dog's pecker, and George.