His firm grip held her in place as he slowly started to push his thick long hard cock into her tiny bald pussy. Unlike the first man, this one made it...a point to slowly penetrate her pussy. He wanted her to feel every inch as it went into her virgin pussy. Her barrier stopped him and they both stood still. She felt his grip get tighter and she bit her lower lip as he broke through. Sheer pain and agony raced through her body. Slowly, slowly it subsided as he began to work his cock in and out of. Ed had a mouthful and then some, and wondered if the big hand holding him in place was going to smother him -- for a fat bitch she was STRONG! Well, he'd worry when things got bad... He put his mouth on autopilot and started concentrating on the games his hand was playing in her increasingly soaking wet gash. Everything said he was in for one helluva ride... A hot hand wrapped itself around his hard-on and Velma grunted, "Oh, Lordy, that's SOOOO nice..." but he didn't know whether she meant his. I saw that it was much later than I usually woke, and that we had both slept through our jogging time. So I hugged him and then jumped up from the bed and pulled on my panties. I borrowed one of his giant t-shirts, and trudged off to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to make breakfast for him. We each took our vitamins with orange juice, and this morning I decided to squeeze it, fresh, from the bag of oranges I had bought a couple of days earlier.As I finished squeezing the juice Brian came. "You were there? You came to the game?" I asked excitedly."My neighbor and I attended the first high school football game that we've been to in years," he said.I had to explain the play he was asking about. "I thought he might veer off to the left. I had to wait for him to come to me. It may have looked like I was closer but there was plenty of space for him to go either way. That's why I played it safe," I said, thinking that's how Ned would have answered the question."You did all that could.