My first experience was not when, or where and with who I expected. By the time I figured out what was happening I was pinned down in the bed. He laid completely on top of me and pushed my pajamas down until he got my b*** naked and started to poke me with his p****. He put his arms under me and squeezed me until I couldn’t move and I could feel his p**** poking between my legs. He then spread his legs around me, and turned me over under him and when my face was looking up he grabbed my cheeks and french kissed me while he tried to get his p**** in me. He stopped kissing me so he could push his p**** in, and after he pushed it in which went in with out any problem, he went back to kissing me. After that I gave up and he fucked me.
I was 27 and he continues to f*** me today, which he gets whenever he wants. Once he took it it was his and it is his today. I have many times thought about the expression to take a wife, he took me and he has me.
