I was in the back seat of his pick-up truck — no wonder they call it a "SuperCrew" cab, it is actually quite enormous, with plenty of room. My "cost...me," which I had worn under my coat, was my wedding wardrobe, including the veil which I had brought along in a Macy's bag.Well, not my whole wedding wardrobe. I wasn't wearing my dress, but at least I was wearing my white lace corset, the elegant one I had selected to pull in my already incredibly tiny twenty-three-year-old waist. And my garter. My hard cock got twice as hard as she took hold of it and rubbed the head against her virgin slit. She pulled down on my dick until the head was inside her outer lips. It was ALL I could do to not thrust my rod into her delicious pussy, but again, gotta but respectful! Since the head of my dick was already there, she said to go in slow. I figured she knew that there would be some pain. I worked my cockhead into her until I felt resistance, and at the same time she felt the initial pain. I. She pulled the convertible to the side of the road the tires rumbling underneath as she hit gravel. She slipped out of the driver’s side door and glanced at the rear tires. She grimaced the tires were torn to shreds as if they had gone through a shredder. “What the fuck!” Sandra said out loud. She looked in in every direction the same sight a dull tan ending in a light blue horizon greeted her. She sat down with her back to the car and bit her lip.Jay looked at his watch. 1 hour and 33. ..this one is about 35 she hits me up asking me where i live cuz shes in the area and wants to hang out for a min since me and her never chilled before im like half asleep im like watever its cool i dont expect anything but to chill so i tell her where im at and she comes over like 30mins later...i showered quickly and got dressed an the door bell rings and its her still in her uniform from work and i invite her in an she sits in my recliner in the bed room an me on the bed an we just talk for.