I was moaning and whimpering, lost in the fantastic sensations.He pushed back in, his hands clutching my thighs through my stockings, drawing himself ...nto me. I looked up and at him and saw his eyes full of lust, his face framed by the pink of my heels over his shoulder. He took long slow strokes pushing deep so inside me that I gasped, then withdrawing until he was barely in me at all. His self control was fabulous, he fucked me slowly, stroke after stroke, and I felt every vein, every ripple,. , see ya then."They arrived at just a bit after noon and as Kathy went to the back of the van to take out the cooler she had filled with a couple of containers of potato salad and a couple ears of corn. When she opened the door she moaned. 'Shit Jim I forgot the cooler. Give the keys and run back and get it."Megan and Jason went straight to the pool, while Jim sat with Karen and Derrick on the patio. Karen could tell that Jim felt a little awkward sitting there, and motioned to Derrick to go. The head has been described as a doorknob or a tennis ball, although that may be an exaggeration. Although I hadn't reached the age where I required it, on the night being described here I took a little blue pill. I must admit that the pill produces a raging hardon, swelling the head to a hard, throbbing, purple knot that lasts as long as I need it. Lisa likes to put a cockring on it, claiming that it makes me harder. She has several black leather straps she uses. She had chosen one for me to. ’ I said sadly. How I did not want this to end. ‘Okay, Charity.’ he said. He pulled a condom from his pocket, and after putting it on, he climbed on me again. ‘Hold on, baby. This might hurt a little.’ he said forcing my body to receive his. He was right. There was a moment of pain, as he took my virginity, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to feel him inside me. And it was pure bliss. I had read romance novels, and I had let Tony rub me off a time or two, but this was…different. It was.