Pushing firmly, without hesitation, giving my cunt very little time to accommodate him, he buries his thick cock deep into my cunt, he grasps my thigh... and jerks his cock deeper into me, I grunt at the sheer force of him having only experienced the strap on.It doesn’t hurt but does feel a little uncomfortable, I am still a little sore from losing my virginity the previous evening and my little cunt is certainly not used to a cock of any shape or form this big. A large blob of spit dribbles from. I’ll do anything you want. Anything.?Robert took her head in his arms and kissed her on the forehead??Kristen, do you love me??He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these. ?Yes master, with all my heart?.?Then you will wait for me here. Do you understand??Kristen nodded, tears running down her face. ?Yes, master?.As the heavy door closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the dark. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nothing more. As he is doing this his head is even further forward with his cheek nearly touching hers. His view is even more clear than before. Candace is reveling in the wonderful massage Scott is giving her. She is annoyed by the disruption due to her bra strap. “Hold on a second.” Candace says leaning forward. For a minute Scott thought maybe she caught him looking down her shirt and was mad, but she reaches back and unclasps the bra strap. In what Scott could only compare to some kind of. "I guess so." she said, she just knew it was going to be a bad day somehow.Morgan was wearing a long sleeve shirt and jeans over her suit, she had her hair in a poney tail and wore sunglasses. Morgan had bought a huge straw hat her mom used while gardening. They had staked out a little plot of beach, set up the umbrella, spread out the blanket, set up the chairs, she had helped Tony carry the ice chest, a huge coleman chest that they anchored the blanket with. Morgan sat cross legged, her.