I can’t tell.’ ‘Well, are you right on the edge?’ ‘Not exactly.’ ‘Then relax. It’s OK, baby. Don’t think too much. When it’s gonna...happen, you’ll know and you’ll have time.’ Now, if my cock had not been rock hard and deep inside the wet, warm pussy of the woman I love, I might have been able to resist this argument. Writing this now, I know I was completely out of my head then. But I wanted her to be right! ‘OK.’ She let her legs ride behind my back as I withdrew and thrust into her again. God,. ."He and I began kissing deeply again and I could feel it, touching my thigh, gently brushing my pussy, while we were joined at the lips. We lost ourselves in passion, and then I felt the head of it against me, and he pulled his head back."I'll be very gentle, but it might sting a little as it goes in, you're still plenty wet...."I felt him push it in as far as he could go, and then he met my hymen, he pushed against it for a second or two, and then pulled back just a bit. I held my breath as. " He laughed.Dad left me alone and while he was downstairs ordering our dinner I gathered up five years worth of diaries and took them down to the living room."It will be ready by the time I get there," Dad said as I entered the living room, "won't be long love."He wasn't, half an hour after he had gone he was back again and with him came the wonderful smell of Chinese food; we dished up quickly and gorged ourselves on rice, noodles, chicken, and pork. Stuffed we sat back and sighed, laughing. I got a lot of this from my grandfather.He was seventy, and he was taking dancing lessons with my grandmother, something she had always wanted to do. They were taking lessons twice a week, practicing constantly, happy to show us their new moves. Then one night, in the middle of a waltz in the biggest ballroom in town, she collapsed.She passed two hours later, a stroke. The doctors were puzzled, she was in really great shape for someone her age. A couple of months after the funeral my.