But after a few days she told me she thought I must have pushed through her cervix and the last or first inch, depending upon your view, had entered her womb. Lying there moving my tongue around making her gasp, sigh, squirm and jerk in time to my ministrations was wonderful, if that was what women liked I was going to love giving it to them. I felt the pressure break out and I started to come I thrust hard into her and stopped as deep inside her as I could, my hips twitched and my groans matched each spurt of sperm as it shot out of me and coated her insides. My next job was in Edinburgh, when I left her house I’m not embarrassed to admit that I got five miles away and I stopped and cried. Over the next month we were at it like rabbits and every time I ended up buried completely inside her and every time it felt fantastic, OK I was young and she was my first so I’m biased but I treasure the memories of that month. When she finished her tea she took my cup and put them both on the tray. “I don’t think I’ll be needing these tonight.
