Months had passed and after many suggestions from both sides they had agreed to meet.Saul stood at the platform waiting for her train to arrive. A lig...t wind was blowing the first snowflakes of winter across the tracks as a weak sun tried to break through the clouds. He was nervous, worried about how they would feel once they saw each other for the first time. Would she like what she saw? Would he like what he saw? He liked to think that he wasn't shallow enough to be hung up on looks but he. ”“Dang, I hear Mom at the door now. I’ll put my shirt on and go talk to her. If I call you - come into her room with just your boxers on.”I was really hoping Rachel would call me. Mom always strips down to her panties and puts on a sleeveless shirt. I’ve seen her wearing a shirt that’s so sheer, I can see her nipples. Her nipples look no bigger than Rachel’s and I still have that image in my head.“Guy! Come in here, and bring your camera. Mom and I need to see you.”I walked into Mom’s bedroom. Ariel had asked me not to go to the bar that night so that I would be eager to see her on Sunday and to make love to her. I took that time to draw more detail into my dream house sketches.Sunday I had copies of my dream house in a folder when I picked her up. Ariel told me to drive to the bar. She had a key and let us in. Then she locked the door behind us, turned on a few of the lights, and took me up to the pool. Before she got started I showed her my sketches. She cried as she flipped. Could I do this? Am I really about to do this? There's no way I can enter her with out causing her even the slightest bit of pain. She said she needed me. I couldn't deny her of her needs. I pushed into her little pussy, and I instantly met the resistance of her hymen, I gave another push and broke through. I felt her tear and also felt Audriana's nails clawing into my back. She let out small whimpers, and her legs were tightly squeezing my waist. I began slowly pumping her pussy, and she.