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La verginità...via col vento

... showing. She hadn't worn any panties under her shorts. She raised her hips off the bed and pushed until she got them to her knees and then kicked them off.She was still staring at him."You too," she said as she took the tube top completely off.With trembling hands he started to slid his shorts off."Wait," she said. "Let me."He fell to his back and raised his own hips as she tugged. His dick got caught in the waistband and when she finally got them past it, it flopped up and slapped his stomach. She gasped when she saw his boner, but kept pulling on his shorts. He kicked them off and she was back at his hips, her face close to his rampant cock, staring.He felt her fingers on it, standing it up, then gently, lovingly grasping it in her cool hand. That hand slid up and then back down gently, jacking his cock once."Ahhhhh," he groaned.She did it again."Ohhhhhhhh," he groaned again.She smiled. "Let's practice," she said and rolled over onto her back. This time when she spread her legs he could see what he had only dreamed of. Her pussy was just as gorgeous as he had dreamed. She had blond hair at the top of her slit. Two fat and blushing lips went downward from there, framing a hole he could almost see into. It looked puffy and wet and he suspected it was hot to the feel.He climbed carefully between her legs and they both watched as he gently lowered his hips. His penis was rock hard and the tip was almost touching his own belly button. The underside of that hard cock was what ...

... touched her pussy when they finally made contact. It burrowed right between those fat lips and she went, "Mmmmmmmmmm."They kissed.He moved upwards once, experimentally. The underside of his fat hard-on scraped right across her clitty and she groaned.He stopped. "You OK?" he whispered."Oh I've never been so OK," she said as she wiggled her hips. "Don't stop." she said.He began to move then, rubbing up and down in long strokes that made fire shoot through both of them. It felt so good that his strokes got longer and longer until the head went so low that it dropped between the lips. On his next surge upwards it nosed into here pussy and wedged tight."Ahhhhhhhh," they both moaned at the same time. He knew where the head of his dick was. She did too.By unspoken agreement he pushed no farther, but began to ease the head in and out between the lips. On one push she bucked her hips up at him and he slid in a little further.He stopped, afraid. Her hands went to his waist and pulled."Don't stop," she gasped."But..." he said."I don't care," she panted. "Just don't stop."So he began moving again. Each time he went forward he plowed further into her virgin pussy. She felt no pain of any kind, even though she expected to. Instead she felt a wonderful fullness, something beyond what her fingers or even her hairbrush could do. In the split second she thought about her hairbrush she realized there was no hymen to break, and that it wasn't going to hurt at all.With that thought she waited until ...