Jukwaese had gotten little more than an inch inside me, though it felt like much more. He pulled out and reached both hands down there. His fingers pu...led both sides of my pussy apart and slipped his dick back inside me. Not any further, but it didn't hurt as much. My eyes were wide open but I didn't squeal, so he pushed in further.He would go in a little then pull back. He pushed further in and pulled back, though not as far. After the first few pushes I thought he must be all the way in, but. I felt so wild and hot sandwiched between their thrusting cocks, both of them slamming into me simultaneously. It felt like a rebellion of the teaching I received in Catholic schools, as well as a rebellion of behavior society expected of girls. I loved the feeling of doing as I wanted sexually, blazing my own path and to hell with what others expected of me.It was this feeling and many minutes of dad slamming his cock into me, as well my fingers rubbing my clit that had me cumming with an. I also felt good that I was helping her.In few days she become very open and comfortable with me. One day topic went to sex and she frankly started sharing it with me. She said since last 2 years her husband never touched her and she also feel like he is having affair outside. Till then also I never had anything bad in mind and I tried to console her.She started asking me about my ex girlfriend and whether I had done anything sexual with her.. I said no as I was still virgin till then. On which. ”The preacher asks, “Elizabeth Morgan do you feel the same way?”She swears, “Hell yes, please marry us now!”The preacher starts, “Love is the reason we are here. In marriage we not only say I love you today, but also say I promise to love you for all of our tomorrows.”Bernard Townshend and Elizabeth Morgan, in the days ahead of you, there will be stormy times and good times, times of conflict and times of joy. I ask you to remember this advice:Never go to bed angry.Let your love be stronger.