Eventually Tara wrapped Edwina in her arms, cooed words of love and caring softly into her ears, while convincing her to let the explosion of passion ...ass, without making the choice she could never take back. It was a team effort.Mr. Johnson was no help!Eventually Edwina had a good cry and wobbled into the shower with her hymen intact. Tara climbed aboard my raging erection and rewarded me for my steely self-control. It took no time for Mr. Johnson to fill her gasping body with my gift.. She told me about her limited experience in sex. How she had made out with a few guys, dry-humped a couple of boyfriends in theaters and backseats, and given a hand-job to a local college guy she’d met during her senior year in high school. The closest she came to actual sex was when the same guy showed up to her house after a baseball game, kind of drunk. Although she was willing, he was unable to perform and she dumped him the next time he came to a date smashed. As she spoke, I was. "Don't worry about…touching me with it. I won't do anything." But, it's embarrassing."She giggled. "I promise not to do anything. Just scoot closer so you're not hanging over the edge."I moved a few inches closer to her, and misjudged the length of my dick. I jabbed her stomach lightly, making her eyes go wide. She tried not to laugh, while I tried to shift myself so I wasn't touching her. I could just lay on my back and let my dick tent up through the covers, but that would be even more. By all accounts Natalie was just a conservative girl who was never in any trouble. It was the fall semester of Natalie’s senior year. She was at her locker one day when a football player named Chris walked up. Chris’s locker was right next to Natalie’s, but this was the first time each of them had been at their locker at the same time. Chris looked over at Natalie and said, “Isn’t your name Natalie? Aren’t you in my math class?”A shy Natalie said, “Yes my name is Natalie and yes we are in the.