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His groans filled the room while I lay on the bed, waiting for it all to end. This wasn't the sex I had read about. It's only pain and awkwardness I feel. I can tell this is his first time. It shows how much energy he is expelling. And I couldn't be grateful when he finally collapsed on me, panting after his climax—luckily, he pulled out before he did so as we forgot about a condom. Careless, right? “God, that was great,” he sighed. “.... Yeah… Great.”

If the fingering he gave me was great then this one was incredible! Max was good in bed, so good and dangerously experienced that even when we first had sex and it was my first time, I didn't feel much pain in my pussy. That day was the first time he had given me head job, he had made me lubricated that day so badly that I almost grabbed his cock to shove it into my pussy. And today, it felt almost the same and even more.

"So... Tell me now. You have so much to tell me. How could you have sex for the first time ever and you are just telling me about it over 24 hours later? It's so unfair. I told you the very night I had mine." "I am sorry" "Forget the apologies. How did it happen? Who was it?" "I... Anne, it was a little crazy" I gently tucked my hair behind my ear, looking at myself in the mirror. "A little? Something tells me that actually means it was insanely crazy! Tell me, Daisy. Tell me, tell me." "Well, I guess it was truly insanely crazy." I held back a giggle. "Luxuria was first..." "Wait... First? You had both of them in the same night?!" She exclaimed and I just went red all over. I couldn't even

Aurora I surely woke up on the wrong side of the bed, stretching myself over the large, soft, silky duvet as the morning sun streamed through the room, casting a gentle golden glow across the entire space. I felt my whole body sore, especially down there, as I tried to push my thoughts back to the previous night. A faint blush spread across my face, shame mingling with embarrassment and that dangerous hint of satisfaction. Knowing I had given my first time to my mate. I didn’t care what it made me look like, but this… I certainly prayed I wouldn’t regret it later.