Between the wine loosening her inhibitions and being next to him in the altogether the whole day, she was having more than a little difficulty control...ing her steadily building arousal. The light was relatively dim, and flickering since the primary source was the campfire, or he might have very well known that.Her nipples felt stiff enough to cut glass.The rational part of her said that she should wait, since this was barely the beginning of a relationship. Her heart and her hormones were. I asked “Are you a virgin?”. “Yes Coach” she replied. “This may hurt a bit but it will eventually feel better. As I crawled on top of her and lined my cockhead up with her pussy I could see the fear in her eyes. “It’s ok baby, Coach is here for you”.I started to push in and she started to tense up. Slowly, inch by inch I started to bury myself inside her until I felt her hymen. “Ok, this is going to be a sharp pain, Are you ready?” I asked. “Yes Coach, I’m ready”. With one firm push, her cherry. At 25, this wasn't exactly how she's imagined herself to be, but given the circumstances, the small apartment in this worn-out building would have to do. As Maggie put the keys into the building's front door and turned the lock, the usually feisty and upbeat redhead wondered how she'd managed to lose her job, her boyfriend and her house --- after the bastard threw her out three months ago.She let herself in and quietly snuck by her landlord's flat on the ground floor. Her rent was way overdue. "For girls, the menu is fine, but for boys? Our only option is theCesarina salad. Why should girls get four or five options while we onlyget one? It's not fair. My dad can cook better meals than what the schoolcurrently offers." Your dad is a great cook," Carrol chimed in, maybe a bit too quickly.Unlike Mel, Carrol wasn't as messy when it came to eating and thereforeshe didn't shower us with pieces of food when she talked.Maybe it was because of how quickly she answered, or maybe it was.