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Fuck! When Gwen comes, she squirts all over my face. She showers my face and tongue with her juices. I am so turned on I am about to come in my briefs. I can’t get enough of her clenching juicy pussy.

“Wow, baby, I want to mark you everywhere with my come!”

Gwen

I cling to Bobby after my orgasm. I want to be held. He wraps me in his arms and holds me close. I feel whole.

“I have never felt anything like that before.” I confess.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes, it was wonderful. Bobby, why didn’t you, you know have sex with me?”

“I will. I just wanted to you to come first. I wanted you to feel pleasure. You are a virgin – the first time I fuck you will be painful. I will be as gentle as I can be.”

Bobby moves off of me. I watch as he takes off his briefs. I stare at his naked body. He is beautiful. His manhood is veiny and huge, long, and thick - jetting out from his perfect body. Even his testicles are huge. A drop of white pre-cum sits on the slit of his mushroom tip. I clench my thighs together.

“Do you like what you see?” He asks.

Bobby raises one eyebrow. He is so conceited.

“Yes. You are beautiful. You are too big for me.”

“Don’t worry, your pussy will expand. Touch my cock.”

I put my hands on his erection. His skin feels like velvet. He is hard as steel.

He groans as I explore him. His fingers play with my clit. I am getting wet again. He kisses me. He pulls my hand away. He positions himself on top of me. He rubs his hardness on my clit.

“Wrap your legs around my waist.”

I wrap my legs around Bobby, opening me up. I feel the tip of his manhood seeking my opening. I squirm. He is so big. I don’t know if I can do this.

He fists my hair in one hand.

“Relax, Gwen.”

Bobby

Fuck! Gwen is fantastic! Her little naked pink pussy drives me crazy. I could have eaten her all night. I have never felt a pussy throb, clench, and contract the way hers does. My cock loves her. Her perfect pussy is going to spoil me for other women.

The tip of my cock is teasing her clit. Gwen’s legs are wrapped around my waist.

I line my cock up with her tight, wet opening. I want to thrust into her balls deep, but I don’t want to hurt her.What the fuck is wrong with me?

I didn’t lie when I told her I have not thought about another woman since our wedding. That is the truth. Of course, I didn’t tell her that once I fuck her out of my system, I will be back to my normal bastard self. Back to chasing pussy.

I can tell Gwen has fallen for me. I am happy. She has a calming effect on me. I do not feel my dark side when I am with her. I don’t want to kill her, like I want to kill most chicks, after I spend time with them. I have never felt happier than this moment.

I start to enter her slick opening slowly. I feel her tremble. She is painfully tight. I feel her wince.

“Farei qualsiasi cosa per te. I would do anything for you.” I murmur.

When I was little, my mother used to whisper Italian in my ear when I was frightened or hurt to soothe me. I do the same for Gwen without thinking. I feel her pussy relax a little when I speak to her in Italian. I push inside of her another inch. I stop. I wait until her body relaxes more.

Gwen

He is whispering to me in Italian. Sexy. His words help me relax, but it hurts. Bobby is too big for me. Every inch of his manhood is stretching me, and it burns. I know he would stop if I asked him too, but I want to lose my virginity – get it over with.

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