" I replied gazing at him.He began to thrust slowly. His cock pulled out then plunged in. I threw my head back and groaned as it filled me. I gripped ...is ass as tightly as I could, pulling him close with each thrust. I pressed my lower back down and tilted my pelvis up for his cock to go deep. "Oh shit!" I said as I bit my lip and felt the tip of his dick drive against the special spot inside me. He felt something too because he groaned then, gripping my leg, began to thrust into that spot. I. No one was ever punished for the crimes. No one was punished, unless, if you believe the tales that are told, the Carstairs women. In the succeeding generations of Carstairs, wives and daughters of the Carstairs men are said to have had strange things happen to them. Some committed suicide, others went insane and on three occasions, the women appear to have born children that could not possibly have been the offspring of their husbands, and claimed a ghost had raped them. Indeed, one had no. The affair with the French, or supposed French, model had taught him the discretion of staying incognito in some social relationships. Still, he instinctively knew the sensations of harboring a wild creature inside his persona was a personal matter that boosted his self-confidence and allowed him to express feeling that he had repressed due to the boundaries of social conscience.He looked in the mirror at his benign appearance and felt the pangs of guilt at his conduct with his new bride on. He gave a little hard push… aaaaaaaa aaaaaaaahhhhh. I started to crying. Then he mixed his saliva with his lund & again gave a hard push & jerkkkkkkkkkk. Oh my godddddddddddddddd. What a painnnnnnnn. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha…aaaaaaa…..haaaa…..aaaaaaaa. his total dick entered into my vagina. My hymen tear fully. Blood came out. & also I started to cry. He lick my tears, and pressed my breast. Then start to make up down motion.Firstly feeling pain . step by step its feeling nice.