The bed wasn't made, but who was going to notice, besides, we were going to mess it up anyway. I thought about using condoms, being sexually active I ...eep some in my dresser, but if he'd never been kissed, then he'd never been laid so he was safe. Screw the rubbers. I figured his first time he should get the full treatment; let him fuck me "bare back", let him feel what it's like to cum in a woman not into a latex tube. We sat on the edge of the bed and I pulled his arm around my shoulders and. Her wetness increased and I slipped my middle finger into the inner pick skin of the virgin petals. She was moist and my fingers slid up and down its length giving her the pleasure. Then I pressed a bit to slide my middle finger for the first time into the moist entrance of her unexplored pinkness. I did to and fro rubbing to slide my finger in and out and she rose on her feet and widened her legs to bumped her hips to allow my finger to deeper. Her wetness was all over my fingers, when about. But she didn’t, because she realized she was too far gone. She was completely under his command. She could never refuse him, she didn’t want to. She just wanted to please him. All the previous guilt and doubts she had disappeared as Donte’s hold over her had increased. She was committed to being his lover and plaything. She could feel Donte’s eyes on her from behind and she knew that he was enjoying this.She wanted to scream and moan out loud as the vibrator continued to increase. Her legs were. I don't deny myself sexual pleasure, so it wasn't from lack of sex. If my husband and I weren't that active, I just took matters into my own hands. It had to be because of my son. I was masturbating thinking about my son watching me do it. When I finally came down from the pleasures that were shuddering through my body, I slowly sat up. My panties were soaked with my juices. I slipped them off, and with them dangling from my finger, I started my way back to my bedroom. Then I stopped. No. Don't.