“It’s been a long time between kisses, hasn’t it Wayne?” she said, “Do you remember the last time you kissed me?” “Yes, I do,” I said....“How old were we? Ten. That’s right, we were ten, weren’t we?” she said. “That’d be right,” I answered. Louise was now lying on her left side, on my right, watching, but not saying anything. “Well, Wayne,” Fiona continued, “we’re not ten years old any more, are we? We’re eighteen. We’re grown up now, and we can do adult things.” With the word “adult”, Fiona. She made the next round a little stronger. Eventually she passed out and I slipped her into bed. I knew that it was wrong but I undressed her and checked out her body. At fourteen I knew she wore a size 32-A bra but I had never seen her cute little tits before. They were really sweet and much firmer than I thought. I liked the light pink color of her nipples and the rings around them. I kissed her nipples and nursed on them like a baby. Her pussy had very fine downy hair on it that was the same. It's soft and romantic for about five minutes before he leans back up and put;s her legs on his shoulders and begins pounding into her again even harder.Fuck he's going to rip me in two she thinks as he has been pounding into her no for about twenty minutes, " where you wan t this cum mamma!?" she licks her lips at him" mmmmm I want it in my pussy!" He smiles and continues to pound into her fast and hard for a few more minutes before....UGHHHHHHHH! She feels his cum shooting into her, filling. How could she endure a pounding of this pace?! Avery thought in amazement. Mursa, however, seemed to be enjoying herself, groaning and moaning like a sow in heat, occasionally letting a string of foreign utterances escape from her throat. The two were sweating profusely, their bodies shone in the brightly candlelit room, the sweat dripping onto the rug beneath them, ruining it beyond salvation. Avery heard running behind him, and turned to see Emma hurrying towards him.“I’m sorry Avery,” Emma.