Whoever she was, I no longer cared. I was lost in the moment, my needs and my hunger taking over me. I felt her right hand slowly releasing my breasts...from her firm grasp on them as she trailed slowly downwards all the way to my legs. Her fingertips were gliding, sliding and brushing against my stockings up and down, giving me goosebumps. I felt her hand moving upwards until it was all the way under my skirt. I let out a soft moan as I felt her nails lightly grazing my inner thigh. Her fingers. It's possible that, because I'd been resisting the urge to masturbate under my covers on the couch, that my hormone levels were a little out of whack. In any case, it was on the spur of the moment when, as she was bending over to pick up something, I reached out and casually slapped the skin tight denim covering the right side of her gluteus maximus.I may have slapped it a teensy bit harder than my initial, unplanned urge called for."Ow!!" she yelled, straightening up in an eye blink. She. 'And then she took deep breath before saying, 'Am I your only girl?'AHA! She was worried or jealous of someone coming into my life. I was not sure what or whom she was referring too, but at least now I had something to work with.'Yes dear, you are my only girl, ' I replied.She snuggled up next to me but said nothing more.As had become our routine I picked her up after school and we drove home. She had returned to her normal bubbly personality and waved goodbye to her friends as we drove off. I. Then I started my to and fro motion with it. During all these she was getting wild and kept scratching me. I too was scratching her back in excitement. This continued for 15 minutes. Then I cum on her.That was such a great feeling. Then we were completely exhausted. She became senseless as soon as I left her and I too slept. When I woke up I saw her crying with a bed sheet wrapped on and saw blood all over the bed. It was due to defloration as she was a virgin. I tried to convince her that I.