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  • “Oh Michelle, I hurt you, I hurt you, you are bleeding,” I said frantically. “Hey Ron, you busted my hymen, I’m not mortally wounded, although it feels like you just tore me in Hairy two. I know that panties sometimes happens and it will stop asian soon. Just get me a warm cloth to wipe it up.” I jumped up and got the washcloth and gently wiped up the blood from the sheet as best I could then held it against her to catch the rest, although the bleeding had slowed considerably. After about five minutes I took the cloth away and saw that the bleeding had completely stopped. To say that put a damper on anymore love making for the rest of the day would have been an understatement! I was afraid I would hurt her and Michelle was afraid it would hurt as well, so we just held each other. After about half an hour, Michelle said she really was sore and wanted to go home. I packed everything up and we got dressed. “Ron, let’s come back here next Saturday, I should be okay by fingering then.” With that she kissed me deeply and told me how much she loved me and how much she appreciated me being gentle and not demanding we go ahead and make love. I told her that I loved her as well and wouldn’t do anything to massage hurt her, although obviously I already did. Be this forever." "Hey sweetie, missing me already huh." Oh my God. I gasped, my fingers digging into the sheets. He fingering got off her and she opened her mouth for a split second massage before darting off the bed and trying to escape but he was already right on her, wrapping his arms around her from behind and tossing her back on the bed as she giggled frantically. Whatever this was, it sure was causing a battle in her mind. “Now stand up and take the skirt off.” “Let me make you feel good for a while.” “I was what, Simon?” With her corona turned down to simmer, I moved up to her body to worship her rear bottom regions. "How?" Slowly, the aches and cramps started to fade, the tiredness in her limbs giving way to an energetic need to move. He came in my ass with a yell and grunting. Could I let a woman touch me?” Suddenly, I wanted to hide. “Let’s say… Okay, first of all, can this be off the record?” A ceramic copy of Venus de Milo was the only piece of art in the room; it matched the panties terracotta tiles perfectly. "You idiot," scolded the demoness softly, "You totally overdid it." Stupid lag. "I uh, no I'm fine." If you contact me on anything else I will assume you are compromised. She liked Hairy to feel the burn as it washed all the grime and sweat from her body. We weren’t there long the first day when a waitress approached to tell me that I couldn’t bring my dog into the building. I bet he’s got the tightest asshole ever.” What the hell do you think you’re doing here,” I ask him and I have to stay strong here. White hot sex is like taking a truth serum for each side of a couple. I had failed her, and I deserved this. She asked me, turning on to her side so she could face me. asian There was genuine confusion in her face.