"Yes, darling," she replied, looking at his thick blond hair and those piercing but kindly blue eyes and the strong chin that she loved so well and th...t were already famous throughout the world."Daydreaming?" he asked. "Penny for 'em."Sylvie blushed and looked at Mrs. Grayson who was standing nearby. The older woman smiled and turned to leave the office carrying her note pad with her."Thinking about the good fucking I gave you last night?" he asked, even before Mrs. Grayson had left the. I've never done that either. In fact, I haven't done much. I DID let a boy feel my tiny tits under my training bra and I felt him get hard when I touched his pants. That's umm, about as far..." So, you're not just a virgin, you're ... We don't have enough time to ummm ... I don't want to just pop your cherry, even if that's all you want. You'll remember your first time the rest of your life, so I want it to count ... to BE memorable for you. We all have baggage and secrets, but this must have. Very different. I was still just that outsider, white woman who came to them for their help and now I find myself in this situation. I wasn’t a mystical woman with a****ls. I was just as vulnerable as any of them were and maybe more so because I was very unfamiliar with the traits and habits of the b**st.I felt a hand on my back encouraging me forward. I glanced back and wanted to negatively react, but I didn’t. I didn’t partly because a sharp reaction from me might also startle and cause the. Thrusting into her, his grunts filled the quiet office. His legs taking the strain, he quickened his pace, fucking deep inside her on each thrust. His cock covered in her juice slid in and out easily, forcing himself deeper until he felt that familiar barrier inside. He was in his own world now, the mist had descended and all he wanted to do was cum. He pummelled her cunt hard, staying inside her, his cock pushing quickly, a continuous rhythm. His body on hers, he reached for her hands and.