I rode atop her and placed my dick on her cunt. I kissed her. I knew I was going to fuck a virgin. She was going to feel the pain first. But I didn’... care. I pushed it in. It was real tight. My dick would not go in. She said, “Please stop…don’t do this… it is already hurting… your’s is massive.” She closed her eyes.“Massive that’s what u said?”, I was on fire.I got desperate and pushed it in hard. It ravaged her and went in.“Oh shit… pleeeeeease” she shouted.I kept pumping her, in and out, and. We switched positions. Now the cowgirl was riding me like a pro. I was squeezing her, bouncing juicy boobs, and she was moaning loudly. We both were having the best time of our lives.She was leaning forward and back, giving and receiving ultimate pleasure. After a few minutes, we switched to doggy style. I started to thrust her pussy hard. She was in pain, but immense pleasure had her totally. I was leaning on her, fucking her pussy wildly and squeezing her boobs and biting her neck, ears.“Oh. ”Both jumped to their feet and turned to face a short, middle-aged man with curly hair and a long, curly beard. He was dressed as if he were on his way to a toga party at the local college.“What truth?” Richard said, starting to sound a bit afraid.“Where have you seen this man before?” Marcella asked him.“I’ve never seen this man before in my life,” he sputtered back. “I would remember him.”“Maybe if you looked behind you when you worked at your desk,” the man said softly.Richard’s eyes grew. She wanted a man to dominate her, to service her, to physically love her, to be inside of her. The problem was, Sara was either unable or unwilling to find a ‘one night stand’. She had started to try a little matchmaking for her friend, but the only likely candidates she knew were co-workers. Definitely was not a good idea to try to set that up. It was almost guaranteed that it would end up badly for one or both parties involved. During one slightly long Friday afternoon happy hour, and after.