"It'll be ok." the girl informed him with her usual cheerful smile."I can help you out if you need it, and run interference with theother girls for yo... about this dress thing, if you want." Sure, that would be great, Celia, thanks." he nodded with a genuinesmile of his own. "I don't know the first thing about femalefashions." By the time this term is finished, you will." Celia grinned at him,then poked him in the ribs. "So just take it in stride. I thinkyou've done wonderfully well with things. She was, however, shocked when Basil stopped. He gently rocked his hips, so that she had time to get used to his phallus being in her.“I am called Basil. You will be my first wife. What do I call you?” he asked.“I am called Petal,” she replied. She then groaned as delightful sensations racked her body, while he slowly pumped in and out of her.“I wish my wife to be happy,” Basil told her. Petal didn’t answer because she was too wrapped up in what he was doing to her. Basil chuckled at her gasps. “Im here till about nine or ten, I just came by to drop off your present and hang out with your parents for a while, then I gotta get back home.” “Speaking of presents, it should be outside, why don’t you two go take a look,” mom said eagerly. With that we got up and went outside, sitting in the driveway with a big red bow on it was a brand new black Pontiac Grand Am. “Wow is that our car?” Rita screamed with excitement. “You guys bought us a car? You’re the best!” I shouted as Rita and I. .. and then how ‘fucking’ nice it felt ... and then how it was the best she’d ever felt. She started to breath really hard, taking large gulps of air more and more frequently.Pam’s body responded like a textbook case to The Experience. She slowly started to bow upwards between shoulders and feet pushing into my hand, forming a rainbow arch of horny woman whose crotch wanted even deeper penetration and stimulation from what I was doing to her. She pushed harder and harder into my hand and those.