Realising my obvious enjoyment of this new experience I imagine, he removed his finger after a brief while, only to replace it immediately ... with hi... cock. I stiffened in momentary panic as I realised what he was planning on doing, thinking I could not possibly accommodate such hugeness. “No no no,” I whimpered. “Come on naughty girl, relax, you know you want this, you’ll love it” he whispered into my ear, and with extreme patience he ever so slowly pushed himself inside me, past my. In this instance, common senseoverrode sensory perception. He laughed. The laughter madehim laugh all the harder.When he finally calmed down sufficiently, he headed back tocamp. Along the way, he heard a cow bell in his head. Thesound rang over and over. Len focused on the sound, untilhe was convinced it was real. The sound had a directionalsource, and he moved toward it. After a while, he brokeonto another trail that had once been an access road. Someway down the trail was a man in a hunter's. As Roger watched Amy reach behind her back to unfasten her B-cup bra and slide the straps down off her shoulders, he reminded himself that this wasn't her first sexual encounter. Yeah, she was only 15 years old but she'd already told him that she'd lost her virginity with a guy a couple of years older that she'd dated a few times. He'd talked her out of her clothes one night when they were on a date, and before they'd finished messing around, he'd taken her cherry and they had fucked several. I’d assumed, wrongly, that we could go on a simple date and simply work our way forward somehow. And actually, I hadn’t been sure what ‘forward’ meant when I’d decided to ask Angie on a date, because of the exact problem she’d identified. As I thought about it, no matter what happened, it would have eventually come to a head. Either this way, or, perhaps worse, with a desperate, last-ditch attempt when I was about to commit to someone else.I also hadn’t considered how going out with Angie might.