Like you, sweetie, I found the man I wanted to be with and he was the only one I ever even kissed in my life.”“Really?” Melanie asked.“Mel, ba...k off a bit,” I said, doing my best to sound like Pete.“It’s OK, Steve,” Mrs. Blanchard said. “Yes, Melanie. One man. I had my first kiss at seventeen, was engaged the day after I graduated, and we couldn’t wait until the wedding, which was only a few months later. But Alan was the only man I’ve ever kissed the way a woman kisses a man.”“And Steve is the. I followed pushing her trolley. By this time, my shirt was soaked and sticking to my skin. She looked at my soaked shirt and me."I think you had better come in and I'll put your shirt in the drier it you are not in a hurry?" No I'm not, but I have my meal in the car, can I eat it here before it gets cold." Of course you can son; I'll make us a cup of tea for you."I dashed again into the rain, recovered my fish and chips, and dashed back into her unit. Even in that short time, she had placed a. My friends call it a twat.”“That’s right. It can be a pussy, twat, gash, nookie or MY favorite, a cunt”“Ooooh. I like that one.”“Then get between my legs and push your hard dick into my wet cunt.”I assumed a kneeling position between her legs and pushed my cock at the entrance to her cunt.“Oh yeah. Slide it into me, James. Fuck that feels good. Slide it all the way in. Oh yes. That’s so damn good. Now fuck me.”I didn’t need any instruction on this. I slid my wet dick in and out of Miss Miller’s. She had not really seen many cocks in her life apart from the ones she had occasionally seen in movies or on television, but what she did know was that this one was no slouch when it came to cocks. With a good eye for sizing things up, she just knew it was a little over nine and a half inches with a thickness of an inch and three quarters, and she knew she had to have it in her.Today she had decided would be her last as a virgin and she told Demis to fuck her and fuck her hard.Demis needed no.