She pulled up her dress, and I slowly inserted my dick into her again wet pussy. She closed her eyes, and I felt her hands clench on my shoulders as s...e lowered down on my dick. I felt it press again something and, then it broke. She was a virgin! I saw some tears leak out of her eyes as she slowly took my entire dick. I put my hand to her face, wiped away her tears with a finger, kissed her gently and said, "It's going to be okay, Miranda. I'll be gentle."She smiled, and nodded, I put my hands. Bright sun and a clear blue sky greeted me as I headed for work the following day. Just like the desert during the monsoon season. Flooding rain one day, sunshine and humid the next. Since I'd spent the night on my sofa I was running late having to shower and change clothes. I looked at the speedometer and saw I was doing fifteen over the limit. Obviously that's why the left door mirror was winking blue at me. The police car pulled behind me as I slowed and parked on the shoulder. Maybe, I was. "We're going shopping!" I don't have any money," Amy replied.Charlotte went to her purse and gave Amy a wad of bills that made her eyes widen — probably hundreds."That should be enough. Buy yourself something cool, some new clothes ... with color!"Amy lowered her head and cocked her eyebrow at Charlotte."I like black."Amy was dressed in black even then — a black hoody and black pants, probably black panties too."Well then at least get something that's black with a bit of color to it." Come on.. The problem was that she kept trying to throat-fuck me. Some guys may like that all the gagging noises were seriously breaking my concentration."Slow down, girl," I chided Abby as I reached down toward her shoulders. "Blow jobs aren't about going deep and gagging unless you're making a porn video. Make love to it. Tease it. Don't go as deep, but move your tongue more. Let the excitement build. When I'm ready to go deep, I'll start going for it on my own."Abby slowed down and concentrated mostly.