. Angelica.But I was not a virgin ... although in fact many years (about 13-14 or more) were passed since the experience I'm about to tell.The disco...ery (in the pages of an old book) of some (old and some of them really wrecked) photos of that time worked as "trigger point" to revive those strong feelings and emotions that now are felt as positive and intriguing, but which at that time caused to me a “storm” of conflicting feelings.It must be said that my femininity exploded in an absolute. “Then, I’m a virgin tonight. Be gentle with me ... but, not too gentle.”“Let’s try this...” He sat up, resting against her headboard and coaxed her to sit between his legs and snuggle her back against his chest. He held her around her waist and kissed her shoulders.“I like this,” she said. “I like how you’re holding me -- the closeness -- and I like your kisses.” He crossed his wrists and cupped his hands over her breasts. “Your hands are warm. Feels nice.”Glenn began languidly fondling her. The clerk that stood behind the counter immediately gushed with rage.“Where were you!” the man scolded, abandoning his spot to approach the girl who had just stumbled inside. “I’m sorry I’m late,” the girl sheepishly apologized, her hair mussed, along with uncountable strands poking out.“Never mind, never mind!” the worker exclaimed, urging the girl behind the counter. “Just get straight to work! I need to tend to the lattes!” “Y-yes!” the girl complied, quickly patting down her hair before. It immediately slid down her hips and legs, pooling around her feet.My cock pulsed. She was gorgeous, even more beautiful than in my wildest fantasies. Her legs were long and slim, and her alabaster skin was accentuated by the thatch of dark red pubic hair between her thighs."My goddess," I breathed, causing Paige to smile and blush. "You are absolutely spectacular."She pushed me back onto the bed, and motioned that I should swing my legs up off the floor as well. She climbed up to straddling.