We hump slowly, my wetted lips sitting snugly atop his firm flesh, he has parted them, I squeeze tighter as he pushes forward, his penis rises and bru...hes against my clitoris, releasing more wetness, I gasp and my knees buckle, but his rough hands are cupping my breasts and he supports me that way, and as I gather strength in my loins, he tears a sharp pain through my chest as he roughly twists and pulls my nipples, this pleasures him but pains me, I raise my hands high onto my head and clasp. I said wow that thing is bright. She said I wore it because after we get my skirts I might do some tennis shoe shopping. OH, you going to show it off I said. You know I always do she answered. We went into one of the big name sporting goods stores , they sell everyting from shotguns to baseball gloves. We went to the back of the store where all the clothing is. Now look for a size 5 she said. I started looking on the racks for size 5 tennis skirts, I picked out one and said try this one on.. Sam was a lucky guy getting to break her in for the first time and knock her up as a bonus. I unzipped my pants and pulled my staining member out. The tip of my swollen head was leaking precum. Oh, how I'd love to rub the slippery head of my cock around the opening of her cunt before shoving it in her. I was leaking a lot of precum by now. I had been wanting to fuck her ever since I met her and had jerked off way to many times thinking about how tight her cunt must be. I would have given. This was food and lots of it, but she didn’t have a shotgun. As she stood watching the pheasants settle back into the high weeds a couple of hundred yards away, she realized that she might have shot one with her slingshot if she had known they were there in time. They had certainly been within range — two of them had been practically at her feet. She was so focused on looking for rabbit signs and staring at the ground in front of her that she had walked into the flock of pheasants before she,.