"This is the sticking point. If I continue the next little bit might hurt. Well?" You can't stop now," gasped Clare. "I won't cry. Honest." Well, this...might help you a little," said Alan, and at the same time as he thrust hard against Clare's hymen he pinched both her nipples. Clare gave a muffled squeak, the distraction of having her nipples pinched almost making her overlook the fact that her hymen had split. What she couldn't overlook was the sudden entry of Alan's cock as it plunged deeper. “Spit at first, but I hated seeing the look on his face. He always got so disappointed. I tried swallowing, and it wasn’t too bad.”“I bet he appreciated that,” Wesley said.Amaya blushed deeper. “He would have married me that night if he could.”Wesley chuckled. “Are you seeing anyone now?”“No,” Amaya said. Her heart was racing. “I guess technically I’m still seeing my boyfriend, John, but he is in Georgia and I haven’t heard from him.”“Hard to be a couple with that kind of distance,” Wesley. What are you looking at? Are you listening to what I am saying?Me: Ayesha. I am sorry. I am really lost in your lips. (staggering) I mean I am lost in your beauty.She smiled at my staggering and turned away in shy. I couldn’t control myself anymore.Me: Ayesha. I really tried to control. But I can’t. Can I kiss you?Ayesha: You can. But not on lips.I know that I force myself to her lips she may disagree. So I had another plan. I took her hands and started kissing her fingers. From her fingers, I. I am sure the surprise on my face showed as Krista laughed as she pushed past me into the room. Nancy stood in the hall, a mouse at the entrance to the lion’s den. “Won’t you come in?” I said and stepped out of the way. I followed her and saw Krista was already sitting on the edge of the bed, kicking her shoes off. “Won’t you sit down, Nancy?” I said as I gestured to the armchair in the corner. I walked over to the mini-bar and pulled out a half bottle of overpriced white and opened it…pouring.