Yet, I guess it’s hard to be in your mid-20s and still not even know how to make eggs, so she acted very resentful and bitchy when I patiently tried...to show her how. Well, I was trying to show her how to make an omelet, and she became so hateful that she ran out of the kitchen in a rage. Now alone, I made each of us a green pepper and onion cheddar cheese omelet, saving hers to the last. My girlfriend had slept in late that morning while I made breakfast, so I was horny and full of cum. With. "Tell mewhat your name is!" Tyler!" Tell me what your name is!" she repeated.I struggled, it seemed like there was a great haze blocking that part ofmy mind but I finally found it, "Tyler" Tell me what your name is" she said in a soft, girlish voice.I struggled but could not think of it, I struggled and struggled but stillnothing would come. She laughed and shouted "What, you forgot so soon, I thought you werestronger than that!" she taunted.I felt my mind go soft and I felt compelled to ask. He then went to work inside her pussy, parting her lips with his fingers. He pushed his tongue deep into her brushing against her hymen and then back out. He did this for fifteen minutes until she came hard, Leslie knew she was having a mind altering orgasm. While still on an orgasmic high Ben pushed his cock in inch by inch until it pressed against her hymen and in one stroke he took her virginity. He then pushed in eleven inches into her virgin pussy inch by inch until he reaches her cervix.. ”She laughed, “You did. We both did. Talking dirty like that made me so hot.”“Both of us.”“Umm, yes, I know that, young man. That’s why I did it, you know.”“It doesn’t bother you?”“Not even now that it’s over, no.”I continued feeling her hair and said, “I hope that’s not too hard to get out.”She laughed deeply, “It is, actually. I suppose it’s too much to ask that you’re a hairstylist as well, because if you put it there you have to get it out.”“Gladly.”“And I guess you have no experience with.