My loud cry of pain echoed through the room, when I felt him tearing through my innocence—his dick pulsed deep in me, not moving.

My eyes blurred with tears, my watery orbs meeting his concerned gaze as he stayed unmoving on top of me, his hands came down to my clitoris, as he rubbed on it slightly, the discomfort faded away slowly, but it was still there just that this time, it now tinged with a hint of pleasure, and a sigh escaped my lips.

My body came down to meet him, and I tried to ...