Both girls are very similar to each other. Both had black, long hair. They were really cute."The girls moved here a week ago, from what I know it's pr...tty close to you," Mark said.I actually saw recently that someone moved two streets away from me. I think I'm lucky."So tell me..." - Mark started talking to the girls...It's been a while, we've had some beer, in the meantime, our different friends have come and gone. I didn't say much except laughing at Mark's jokes.Sometimes we went out for a. However, I have never felt so comfortable with anyone so soon after meeting before, until now. This is soooo surreal. Here we are teasing each other like we are in a long-established relationship. It should all be a joke but—”“I know, it is both challenging yet comfortable, odd, funny but completely natural, like we are being quite honest with each other but unsure how to admit to ourselves how we really feel towards the other.”“That’s right. I am so relaxed with you that I can’t believe I have. When the paperboy knocked on the door to collect the hunger in his eyes told me that he would take me on the floor just inside the door if I gave him half a chance. What's worse is that I wanted to give all those guys, even the paperboy, what they wanted. I was tired of dildos, summer sausages and my fingers. I wanted a hard cock in me, in me and driving hard and making me cum. But as much as I wanted to give in to those that wanted me I couldn't because I had given my word that I would be a. I rubbed it back and forth a few times and tried again. Slowly I opened up for it. It hurt a little until the big head popped in. With short strokes I was able to get more and more in. Soon I was amazed when I noticed I had taken it all. This felt so good to have a cock in me. I moved it in and out and was feeling all kinds of new pleasures. I felt some fluttering in my belly and spasming. I think I might had had my first orgasm with my new equipment. I was very wet and the dildo going in.