I cannot take it anymore”.He did as she asked. He was enjoying lapping up her juices, but could not take another second of feeling her warmth on his...tongue instead of his dick. He though about a condom, but she did not say anything. So he said “fuck it” and pushed her up against the wall above the toilet and trust inside her. He raised her right leg in order to push deep inside. He wanted to feel all of her walls wrap around him.She was ecstatic. She was moaning silently trying not to make too. As I was growing up, I lived in a very rural area, and sex was a topic that was never touched openly. My parents never told me anything about sex. At school, our health teacher talked briefly about sex in a couple classes (one about male anatomy, and one about female anatomy), but the topic of intercourse, or other sex acts was never really discussed. We were all left to learn about sex on our own, usually through older brothers and sisters or friends telling about their experiences.I had. As we sold Home Entertainment goods, leaving the floor unattended was a serious matter. I waited until the other sales person returned before asking Julia to pop outside at the rear of the store to explain her.After a lot of apologies and begging me not to fire her she asked me if I could deal with her another way. She told me that her father had left home, her mother had just been sacked and she was now the only wage earner at home. I didn't really want to sack her as she was a good worker and. She had been left at the front gate around the same time I arrived. No one had any idea who had left her there. The only clue was a note pinned to her blanket. All it contained was her name, Denise O'Toole, and asked that she be cared for.From the first day we saw each other, we were inseparable. The nuns tried for a while, but the fits both of us threw quickly ended the effort. That was probably the reason we weren't adopted. We were a 'package deal', and there was no way around it.That.