When I came out of the bathroom John met me and put his arms around me. His cock against my thigh was telling me he was just as excited about the rend...zvous. “Honey, seems like I’m not the only one hot and bothered.” I gave him my sad puppy-dog eye look and sighed. He looked me in the eye and with a calm, serious tone asked, “Don’t tell me you’re worried?”“A little of both, if I was a drinking woman, I’d say pour me a drink.”“You’ll be fine, wait, and see. As for me, I cannot wait. Hey sugar!. Removing her shoes to ensure her stealth. She says she watched me for about ten minutes before I saw her and panicked.... jumping up startled I banged my shin on the coffee table in front of me cutting my shin and hit the ground. I was mortified and she knew I was vulnerable. She told me to sit down, relax and asked if I was ok. Using the towel to cover myself she said "I am not sure what I should do here xxxxx. What do you think your parents would think of this??"I said something stupid. He asked me if I loved him and trusted him. I said of course I do. He said he loved me too and didn't want to hurt me but he wasn't able to keep from doing this. I wasn't quite sure what he meant. His hands were on my hips. I was poised above him with just his big cock head inside me. It was pressed up against my cherry. Suddenly I knew what he meant. I was about to say no when he pushed down on my hips. The head of his cock pressed into my maidenhead and it tore. The force of that. I found some cord in the closet and returned to the bedroom, the pizza crust hanging from the side of my mouth. Handing Hoke the cord I asked if he wanted another beer."Sure would. This is hard work," he grinned at me and flexed his cock, making it jump. Both Julie and I took a fit of giggling and asked him do it again, and again. He was happy to oblige and we were like kids at a magic show, agog at what he was capable of doing with it."You're sure you're not going to hurt me?" Julie.