Once I got the second one in, I rotated them around and scissored them to try and open her up as much as possible. Once she seemed to be relaxing and ...oaning a little, I withdrew my fingers and slipped the head of my cock back inside, then started an easy in and out, pressing slightly deeper each time.I didn’t notice much of a hymen as she was pretty narrow the whole way through. Once I couldn’t seem to go any deeper, I just started an easy back and forth. Before long, she was begging me to. Anna’s dainty fingers lingered on another book but she hesitated to toss it just yet. Even the first throw was more of an impulse, one which she already regretted. Peaceful solutions are so much better. It’s how she had been raised.“Can’t you just save your talk about boys for when you’re in private or something? I don’t want to hear about ... genitals or stuff. Please? I asked you like ... a dozen times already. Please...” She lowered her eyes in defeat.She was only trying to help them! It. But that's not our primary concern. No. What we really need is to stop you from saying and thinking all those silly, harsh things about yourself just once. If we can do it then, I'm certain, we can manage again. And again. I know that you give me permission to swat your ass and place my thumbs into your neck. To use ties and crops and handcuffs on you. That even though you are so much smaller than me, and I am so much stronger than you, that there is hardly any fear or hesitation of letting me. “You are so sexy, my enchantress,” he said, the words brushing against her as silk on flesh, and she shivered. He leaned across the table, his breath so close she felt it on her face, warm and alluring, and she inhaled deeply… waiting. His knee briefly met her thigh, flashes of lightning struck into the pit of her stomach in familiar desire… Intense dark eyes locked into hers as he brought both hands to the table and began to lightly stroke the tips of her small fingers… slowly, in a hypnotic.