I opened my eyes and he pulled me down beside him on the bed, and then kissed my forehead once before looking down at my zipper.He lifted the lip of m... jeans slightly and peeked down, then slid one hand slowly down, searching and then slid under my underwear. His hand roved and found the opening to my vagina. He pulled his hand back as far as my jeans would let him, and then suddenly I inhaled deeply as his finger slid inside me."Do you like that?" he whispered into my ear and then kissed my. Though that didn't stop me from using a straight razor on my legs and body when I hit my teens. My two best friends were a brother and sister named Jason and Missy. Our parents considered us the three musketeers since we did almost everything together. Missy and I set up a little clubhouse in my backyard where we'd have tea parties, mostly which Missy and I enjoyed. Though we also played games that Jason liked, such as pretending the clubhouse was a castle.Growing up in the state of Maine here. I heard his surprisingly loud zipper as he pulled his dick out and then felt him pull my lace panties to the side. The tingling pleasure and feeling of fullness coursed through my body as his mushroom head pushed past my labia lips. I moaned both from pleasure and to encourage Jon while pushing back to feel him as deep as I could. He grabbed both of my hips with his hands and began to fuck me. He was using my body purely for sex; sometimes a woman just wants to be used. She wants the man to not. We have all night.”Her eyes each released a single tear. I watched them slide down her cheeks and then break free, to fall, seemingly in slow motion, to adorn each proud nipple. I pulled her to me, and licked them clean. Still holding her firm cheeks in my hands, I asked, “Are you ready for more?”“Uh huh,” she muttered as she rose slightly, taking some of her weight off my hands. Then we allowed her to drop a bit further than before, impaling her more firmly on my shaft.Pain was being replaced.