Now I could see her pussy clearly. It was due to spreading of her legs her pussy was slightly open. I aimed my cock at her pussy and at a shot dashed ...gainst her pussy. One stroke whole of my 8 inch rammed into her pussy. One stroke all ws inside her. She had no sound. There ws some bleading from her pussy for some time. Because of my first stroke she shouted very loud out of pain. Then I slowly removed my cock from her pussy. After Removing fully, she gave gave a mourn ”. She leaned over to me and softly whispered, “You wanna switch hands?” By this time, I was too far gone to even care anymore. “Oh God yes “, I answered. She took her right hand out of her pussy. I could see the juices rolling off her fingers. She brought them to my nose. The smell was intoxicating!! I instinctively opened my mouth, and she put her fingers in. Oh, she tasted good. She pulled them out, and wrapped it around my cock and began a slow, methodical motion. I moved my left hand down to. I wandered around looking through trash cans until I could find an old right work boot that somebody had thrown out. It fit, ok it was a little big, and they didn't match, but it was definitely better than having two left shoes.I wandered the East side looking for a better place to bunk. I knew there were the Municipal Lodging House and the Salvation Army shelter, as well as others. My mismatched shoes took me down Doyer Street. It was about 4 PM and the line for the shelter that had been set. .. What if something goes wrong?" Too late ... what are you saying Brat, too late for what? And what do you mean if something goes wrong?" He asked in a puzzled voice.Now crying, Steph ashamedly replied, "Too late to get an abortion if you can't marry me." Her crying now turned to embarrassed sobbing."Brat, hon ... forget that idea. Nothing, and I mean nothing is going to prevent us from getting married when the time comes. I only want the best for us. All I'm asking is that we approach.