“Ouch” she said. She sat up and pushed him off of her. “it hurts” she murmured.“Sorry” he replied “do you want to stop”“No let’s k...ep going, I want you”She lay back again and this time raised her knees up higher and allowed him access to her pussy again. He went in slower this time; he touched her with his tool, circling her clit before starting to push into her. She flinched a little as it went in. he noticed the pain on her face and said “are you sure you don’t want to stop?”“yes ,very sure”. Hastings Branding.Some years ago I was a resident of Hastings Sussex, amongst other things I had an allotment and a young couple used to have a plot near mine, (well she did really he just had a deckchair and watched!)She was a pretty little thing and like all men when the wife was not with me I spent a bit of time chatting her up, nothing serious just in passing, but we built up a sort of rough friendship, her partner [I thought hubby] was an out and out layabout of the first order.Anyway one. He groaned as she moved her fingers over the back of his neck and wrapped them in his hair to pull his head back slightly. ‘I want you, Mikael.’ She said, ‘Let me have you for at least this moment before I wake up again.’ She stared up into his eyes, holding her breath waiting for his response. ‘Ok.’ He said, and she smiled widely up at him before moving to unbutton his grey shirt. She pulled his shirt down, leaving it to fall to the floor. The scene had now shifted to her bedroom. Mikael. She knocked once so I knew when he was close and I stood by the window with my back to the door. I heard the door slide open as I looked out at the universe.I felt Oliver's hand on my shoulder as he said, "Good evening Alexis."I turned around and said, "Good evening Oliver."He gasped, "You're eyes. They're beautiful."I smiled and said, "Thank you. Byer was surprised how fast they healed." As am I," said Oliver, as he touched my face. "What smells so good?" Dinner," I smiled. "I thought we could.