Rather, it is the first chapter of how I start thinking about her sexually. It was a hot sultry day. No one was there in the house. I, like any other ...iddle class late teenage boy was watching porn on my laptop. My dad was an officer in the Indian defense Forces and used to stay mostly with the regiment, away from home. It somehow used to leave me and my mom alone at home. To give you a basic background, let me tell you a few things about us. We were pretty close to each other. I shared almost. "Sorry." Donna said as she put down an animal print skirt set. "This is alittle much to handle. I never expected that you... that." "I understand." Roberta's cherry red lips smiled. "Let me pick up someChynna sandals at Payless and we'll head home." That evening Roberta slipped off her heels and stretched her polished toes.Not having the confiding shoes or any stockings was wonderful on herfeet. She crossed her bracelet adorned ankle with the other and begantyping at the computer. "Dear Mom and. This time it was no finger probing him. He cried in pain as a hard, hot and thick cock manoeuvred into him. He was only penetrated by the tip, but already the pain was unbearable, the lubrication useless, the sense of being filled up incredible, and as the girls had warned him, he had an overwhelming urge to go to the toiletThe groom was unrelenting, demanding his prize. The groans and screams from the writhing bride under him only served to excite him to dominate his prize completely. I put my finger right next to his inserted finger just to guide that Monster of his right in. While staring down at his cock, I nervously said, "Take it out sweetie." He slid his finger out. I positioned my wet, silky, pussy over his throbbing cock. Sliding it slowly past my swollen lips. I nervously lowered myself on to his hard cock. I still didn't feel like I had an opening there... All I felt was an intense burning sensation. I was about to give up and call it quits because that pain was.