As for my job Jessica, got me a position in the law library of her firm. I'm a general assistant to the law librarians, it's not so bad but I'm not re...lly cut out to go anywhere else and I'm reminded of that ... all the time.Jessica wanted to wait until we got married to have sex. I wasn't happy about it but I couldn't walk away from a smoking hottie like Jessica. On our Honeymoon when we finally had sex Jessica's expression barely changed and the only way I could bring her to orgasm was by. She managed to force about three or four inches of her firm manhood into me and I felt completely impaled."Fuck, bitch, that's one tight little ass you've got there, it feels amazing on my cock, it's so long since I've had a virgin sissy like you."I began to scream and tears rolled down my cheeks as she pulled out and thrust back in deeper and harder. I tried to get away but she had a tight grip on my waist."Fuck, no, please mistress, don't, it's too painful," I begged, panting breathlessly,. She was moaning crazily and was going mad with lust. She slowly snaked her hand to my crotch and was rubbing her hand over my shorts, she put her hand inside and started to rub my erect cock. I was moaning now and I could not still believe this was happening to me.We parted and I started removing my shirt and she then giggled and said ‘can’t wait eh’. I said ‘you really want to wait now when it is finally happening’ and before she could say anything I kissed her again and this time I put my. ’ ‘I’ll keep it, mother. But I still don’t understand the importance of keeping it.’ ‘It belonged to your grandmother. You probably don’t remember her, do you?’ ‘Not really. She died when I was two years old.’ ‘I know. But she loved you very much.’ ‘I’m sure she did, mother. But that still doesn’t explain why I should keep the jar. It’s just a raggedy old Mason jar. Although, I do remember that you never put anything in it.’ ‘Exactly. Do you know why?’ ‘No,’ Stephanie rolled her eyes.