I caress her hair, she looked at me and said time for next round and bit my nipples.She stroked my dick and rubbed it against her pussy walls to make ...t hard again. I was ready and hard again.I dropped her on the corner of her bed, spread her legs and rubbed my dick against her pussy lips till she begged me to enter inside her. I pushed my dick but her pussy was too tight, she groaned in pain but asked me to keep inserting.So I put my dick inside fully and started banging her slowly and deeply,. I vaguely recall thinking that a man inserted his penis into a woman's vagina, and peed, thus creating a baby. I don't suppose I understood why people had sex until I started experimenting with my own body. It was then that I understood, and wanted to find out more. It happened that Jennifer's father had a collection of pornography ranging from magazines to videotapes. We began to look at these when her parents were away. The pictures of nude women fascinated me. I gazed longingly at the. I was ready to take him out to the shop to show him his equipment, as we walked around it I placed my folder down on its tabletop and I showed him some of these changes we made and when I went to grab the folder I made sure I knocked it on to the floor and like a gentleman he kneeled down to pick it up for me, I placed my hand on his shoulder as I thank him and as he was picking it up I began running my fingers through his hair and when he was ready to get up I kind of held his head keeping him. As also did the men who did the fucking. They just couldn’t compare with what Buggery promised. And the homes they normally visited, whose fag-end, beer-stained floors Sharon stared at between her fore-arms while being fucked from behind, were just no comparison to the swanky classy hotels of Buggery. Instead of the grime and mess with which the girls were mostly acquainted, they offered twin double beds, balconies facing the sea, and the promise of constant sex. All this with the bonus of.