You reach up to my chest and feel my breasts thru my shirt. My nipples are poking thru my lacey bra.As I'm bent over, you unzip your zipper, unbutton...your jeans and your pants fall to the ground. You lift my skirt to find no panties and that I'm extremely wet. Your fingers are wet, from testing the waters. mmm I wiggle as your fingers are tickling my clit. You won't let me turn around, you bend me over more and slide that hard dick into my sopping wet pussy. OOOh you say..you feel soo. Meri pakad majboot thi. Mere Lund ka supada ghus kar fans gaya. Itani tight choot .. Aisa laga jaise ravi ne unhe kabhi choda hi nahi. Jaldbazi me mai ne condom bhi nahi lagaya tha main ne chanchal ko kas ke pakad liya aur use kiss karte huye Lund ko andar dabane laga. Mera Lund gili choot me aur andar ghusata chala gaya chanchal dard se simat si gayee thi. Mai ab ruk gaya aur use kiss karne laga fir jitna andar gaya tha utne me hi aage peeche karte huye dhakke lagane laga.Thodi der baad use. "I don't date much," she said. "But I've had enough first dates to know how this is going to go. When you show up to visit again, my dad will pull you aside. If you thought earlier was awkward, you ain't seen nothing yet."You'll get what I call the 'insemination' speech. My dad will tell you how bright my future is and how much damage it would cause if we were to get over-heated and I become pregnant."Bailey saw the look on my face because she just said, "Exactly." After the speech, the few. I pulled into a spot and hooked up. I went back inside and locked up. I then sat at the dining table and put my head in my hands.I cried. I cried for my sister, her husband and their baby, my nephew. I cried for my parents dead in that accident. I cried for Dot and Sue and their parents. I cried for Sam and Angie and their parents. I cried for the man I shot who had killed their dad and mom. I cried for myself. I just let it out. I was tired of death. I was tired of being alone. The tension of.