His dick started penetrating my ass like lightning. I began to scream but Harry told me to shut the fuck up, and bite down on his pillow. Suddenly I u...derstood the term pillow biter.Harry drilled away at my ass while I laid flat on the bed moaning, and roaring "Fuck dude, this does hurt." I cried out. "Alright just relax yourself" Harry answered in a much more sensitive tone. He lied there on top of me, and just let his dick sit inside of me while he moved it gently. "There you go, nice an. If I had to characterize them simply, Joyce represented stability, Jennifer adventure, and Becky passion. Each girl had a mix of those traits, but each one was dominant in one of them.I had no doubt that each of them would make a wonderful wife and mother, but each represented a far different life. At fifteen, I had no idea which life I wanted. My parents had an odd relationship that I had never figured out. What I was certain of was that I would never be anything like them.In fact, if I was. “Come on in then,” I said, pointing to the settee for him to sit down on. As I went over to the fridge for a beer, Shilla walked into the room stark naked. I don’t know who got the biggest shock, but Shilla just burst into a fit of her uncontrollable laughter. She didn’t attempt to cover herself up, just sat down and started chatting. I explained why he was here and that he had returned her mobile phone. Shilla got up, went over to where he was sitting and planted a big kiss on his. I gave her a few more strokes before I exploded inside her. I had possibly the most intense orgasm I have ever had and my come seemed to erupt at a million miles an hour. I had to support myself with my arms on the desk because I didn’t trust my knees to keep me up. She gasped softly as she felt my jizz spurt inside her, but otherwise lay still. I stayed joined to her for a few minutes before I stood up straight and pulled out of her clutching but sopping wet pussy. I took a few steps.