Rites of Passage Ch 04
At last Monica and I were alone together. I stretched out on the bed and motioned for her to join me. She did so, moving with a hint of subtlety to let me know she wanted me as much as I wanted her. She lay down with her legs spread wide, indicating she was open for business (pun intended.) I have a bit of business sense about me, twelve inches of business sense, to be exact, which I wasted no time in driving hilt deep into Monica’s expecting snatch. The first few moments were nothing short of...