The constant, consistent, steady vibrations of the motor between her strong legs did have something to play with just how willing she was to toss out ...er inhibitions enough to actual sink so far down in romantic bliss unbeknownst to Mark. But for right now, it was probably best. This entire day was intensely stimulating. The problem was, however, that Mark was feeling this pull of attraction also. Mutually. And that went a little different for him than for the youthful scarlet latched upon his. He had me lay back on my bed, and he pulled my panties off. He slid my skirt up around my waist and pushed my shirt and bra up above my tits. He then dove into my pussy and hungrily started to lick and suck my clit. I came twice before he moved up, pulling my legs up with him. He smiled wickedly again as he guided his cock to my pussy, and then drove it all the way in quickly. I cried out in pain and pleasure. His cock was so fat, and I had never had one that big around before. However, it. She takes me to the kitchen where it's a bit more quiet, she takes a beers opens it like a pro with a smile and says cheers with her brew.we talk a bit, she says I'm different from the other boys, all they want to do is get laid but your not in a rush, your waiting for the right one, I agree. She then says, it's best to get at least get experience, maybe someone older, has been thru alot, seem like she was hinting her, out of nowhere she starts to dance and removes her jacket and she she gets. Your hips sway to my strokes like our bodies are composed of musical notes, songs you can hear and conduct up close or from a distance when you feel my presence. The pushing into your depths. The grip stroking my needful flesh. Your lips taking me with their hungry kiss, your curious tongue wrestling mine. They're all moments we write the very private composition. Like all songs, the notes build and shift with one another, tempos naturally cresting. Ready to tell another story.Every moment now,.