He looked at me and asked it I was ok, and I squeezed the tears out of my eyes and said that he was hurting me. And he looked at me and said he was so...ry that he couldn't help that he was so big. Then he slid out till just the tip of him was in and asked me if I wanted to feel him again and that it would ease up now that I was stretching, and I said yeah I wanted to see if it be better. Boy did it!!!! This time it only hurt a little but it eased, and my toes started curling and I moaned out and. He was ripping past places yet untouched by flesh and still dry from her virginity. Darian could not wait for her to adjust: his pressing need was too great, and it overrode any compassion or guilt he should have felt. Again he withdrew and again he thrust another inch, withdrew and thrust back another inch, another inch, each time eliciting from her breathless, piercing shrieks of pure agony. Seven inches of him had invaded her and still he had not gone deep enough. More blood was leaking hot. Dexter talked about how life for their family was a busy one. He had a nine to five job most of the time, though Marsha worked by appointments. She spent a lot of evenings at her job. In the following three years, they had two more kids. Dexter’s mother only lived a few houses down the street from them, and was available to watch the children on short notice. As the kids got older, life became even more hectic. Between Dexter and Marsha, they did their best to attend all the special functions. A minute or so later she turned and got on her knees and bent on the bench she encouraged Randy “come on boy. Come and get your bitch. Ram that doggy cock hard and fast baby. Take this doggy bitch”. I knew Randy didn’t understand words that women said but he knew the position and immediately mounted her. She squealed as he found his mark and began his work. I closed my eyes and imagined how it felt to have him inside ME as I worked on my clit. I didn’t need to watch the screen. I could hear her.