‘Nope, I need to catch up with work this weekend. Sorry.’ I need to plant a baby inside Sam Wilson. You know, the usual. ‘You can even bring Sam...along, especially if she brings a few of her bi friends!’ Pat pressed. Why would he even mention Sam? Was he a bloody mind-reader? ‘No idea what Sam is up to, I haven’t spoken to her all week.’ At least the second part was true. ‘Alright, mate. If you change your mind, you know where to find us.’ Actually, I’ve change my mind. ‘Sure thing. I gotta get. She pushed it harder. Used all her strength and succeeded. As soon as it went some more inside, she felt immense pain. She felt that some one had tore her apart in two pieces. Panic-stricken. The banana acquired some blood on it, too.She started to curse herself for what she had done. She had no idea what to do next. Tensed she continued reading the blog, and found that she had broken her virginity knot. She reads, ‘it will feel some pain when your hymen breaks but soon the pain will subside. I asked if he minded if I joined him over there, and would it be ok if I took his pants off. He said of course to both, and very soon he was sitting on the chair again, this time nude, and I knelt down in front of him. He did seem a little nervous, so I thought he might appreciate a nice slow start so I began by taking all of his limp cock into my mouth, the soft pliable flesh resting on my tongue, and gently toyed with it, rolling my tongue around, sucking softly, making it wet and thus. Deep into his eyes I stared, my hands riding up and down his thigh, building so much heat. His eyes shifting to the people seated around us, no one was watching. When he wasn’t looking, I inched my little hand closer to his form. His head quickly snapped back to look at me, I laughed. We haven’t even finished dinner yet. Do you know how wet I am right now for you, baby? - Fuck dinner! He was moaning ever so slightly under my touch, trying to keep composed. Staring at his lap I knew he was in.