She kept her knee high black shiny boots on. Had she guessed? Next was her off white, lace trimmed, high neck blouse and finally a plain, unstructured...small white brarseiere with disappontedly, not big tits, but they flopped about beautifully, I love flop, not perfection. Hetty’s nipples were pale, erect and mounted slightly inward looking as if cross eyed.For good reason, I’d been handed Rolf’s lead and he was frantically pulling as familiar odours permeated even the large bovine used barn.. ” he pushed it in. I cried out in pain when he popped my cherry. He pulled back out “Angie baby are you okay? Is everything alright? Just tell me when the pain goes away.”“Babe, just go on, it’s slowly going away and all I want is you inside me.”He started again this time a little bit faster, it was so amazing it felt so good and once he started hearing me moan with pleasure he started pounding me harder. It felt so nice and all I could say was “Fuck Jacob harder fuck me harder baby your so. Yes, I was nervous, very nervous, but not in the way she meant, it was a different sort of nervous now. Before I'd been nervous about her touching me, nervous about being seduced and maybe even made love to, but now I was nervous that it might not go right, that I might chicken out, or she would decide she didn't want to, or anything that might leave me high and dry. Like I said, it was a very different kind of nervous, but I tried to reassure her by putting one arm around her neck and dr****g. There was a drawback to her pleasure. Amber had to be careful undressing in front of her husband. She couldn't let him see the bruising Tommy's fingers made.The closer the day got to the trip, the more difficult it was for Amber to push Tommy's hands away and tell him, "No."Tommy was the opposite. He couldn't wait for his father to leave. As far as he was concerned, there was no doubt in his mind he would have his mother again. But Tommy wanted more. He wanted his mother to come to him for sex.