I signaled her to come down to the house and rushed down the stairs. She followed me and I roughly dragged her in and caught hold of her hair and kiss...d her hard on her lips. She started to melt in my arm. I pulled her blouse up and caught hold of her grape like nipples which also tasted like grapes and massaged it. She roughly pushed her skirt down to reveal her glistening cunt which was moist with her recent manipulations. I started licking her cunt and squeezing her boobs. She put her hand. We began flirting sending notes through the servive hatch -remember this is before mobiles etc We talked innocently at first about family and things Her husband came home worse for wear on Friday did the deed and went to sleep In other words sghe was ready for an affair The notes became warmer until the subject of hobbies came up I was interested in photography would I like to look at her snaps OK said I thinking on the beach out of focus How wrong The first batch were polaroids She was being. I also knew there was no way of stopping him now. “Listen Christine if you thought that your last orgasm was awesome wait until you feel the one you get from a really good fuck.” “But…but…it will hurt!” I tried again to stave off the inevitable. “Okey…okey, I’ll just put the head in, okey?” he said using the argument that every young girl in history must have heard just before being deflowered. We both knew that it was a lie. Before I could object again he entered my cunt. I could feel my. She was happy to have him standing there, as long as he was happy. "So how did you like the party?" Her heart skipped a beat, and she froze before a thought came to her. "Oh, the one on Saturday?" she asked, remembering her drunken actions, how she had almost let herself be used by two of the boys there in an attempt to erase the memory of that hellish night two weeks before. She turned to her father and smiled. "Pretty lame" He appeared to hesitate, looking at his daughter for a short time.