She had done a lot of horse riding so I guess that was what had ruptured her hymen.The feeling was incredible. Her warmth and moistness was so unlike ... hand, completely enveloping my hot, hard dick. I’d been jacking off earlier, so I didn’t come straight away, but the sensation was so powerful, I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long.We thrust hungrily at each other, the slurping sounds from her cunt mingling with the slurping as I sucked her titties. Eventually, I knew I wasn’t going to last. Phil was sprawled on the sofa. He was asleep. He wore a towelling dressing gown. The gown was tied at the waist, but gaped open, revealing an impressive erection. An erection that Linda remembered vividly from the previous afternoon. He didn’t stir as the two women entered the room.“Oh my god,” said an embarrassed Cathy, “Linda, I’m so sorry.”“Don’t be silly, its not your fault. Still he is a big boy isn’t he.” Linda replied.“Linda, he’s my nephew, cut it out,” Cathy replied automatically. She. He kept saying things like, “You’re a person. You’ve been fucked over and fucked up but the real you is still inside. Remember before. Remember when you used to call me Pussy Boy? Remember when your mistress was just my mom, or Mary? Remember you used to date her?”He was saying stuff like that as if he was reading it from a book. After what seemed like hours, he’d begin to repeat himself word for word. It was on the third go-though that I realized I was actually awake again and I was listening. Nobody paid so much attention to her before, and she felt the blush on her cheeks.?Unbelievable. How could I miss you? My name is Jake, by the way.? And his hand came over the table, demanding handshake.?Christine,? she said. His hand was dry and warm, and his fingers were strong. Suddenly Christine realized that she didn’t wear any make-up and that she didn’t wash her hair for two days. Jake smiled again, and Christine noticed was how confident and easy this smile was. He was about 30, and.