Pulling back several inches, I saw lots of blood covering my cock, and dribbling down her thighs. Then I drove forward again, driving my head right up...against her cervix. I still had a few inches to go, but that would take a bit of battering ram action. I drew back and started thrusting long deep thrusts like a pile driver into this tight young woman as she howled pitifully " OMG! AAAAAAHHHHH! PLEASE STOP!". Whatever it felt like for her, the feel of her underprepared and undersized tight pussy. The night before I was due to meet him we talked for hours. Reassuring each other, but both nervous, I explained that nothing must be taken for granted. We would have a drink and take it from there.,, but I knew, and so did he. That night as I performed my usual ritual either during or following conversations with him, of slowly and deliberately stroking my slippery pussy to orgasm, I thought about what the next day might bring and surprisingly slipped into a calm sleep. The next day we were in. She took a long breath before going on.“I wasn’t being honest with you. My period starts Thursday. It won’t start Thursday morning, but I still don’t want to be in your bed that close.” Well, talking about it was progress. Not wanting to be in his bed was something they could work on. Now he was damn certain that he wanted to keep the laundry job after they were married.“Tuesday is still fine. Thanks for being honest. But don’t worry about my bed. I can wash the sheets. I don’t mean to suggest. "Two hours? That's with the four of them taking turns, can I ask how many times each?" Twice each, I think Richie can sometimes manage a third." And of course you came a lot." Oh yes lots." How many times?" I don't know, I lose count, sometimes maybe five or six."David leaves the room suddenly.With him out of the room and Olivia's participation, Claire gains some confidence and says, "and I'll have a couple more when I make Kevin lick me clean."David is walking back into the room as she says.