Where it happened: Funeral Home
Langauge: English(to the max)
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
When I was fifteen years old, we lost my grandmother Agnus. She was Chyenne Wyomings oldest living prostitute at the ripe old age of 96. Well one night, grandma was working the dangerous part of town, where a gang related fight broke out. My grandma was never one to back down from a fight, and she jumped in on the action, killing seven mexican gang lords. She was later hit by a bus on the way home. The great love I had for my grandma compelled me to travel all the way from my home in Moosejaw, Canada to be there at her funeral.
It was a cold and windy night the night that i went to the funeral home to stare at her remains, which made my nipples very hard. For whatever reason the smell of the room in which her remains were laid out made me very horny. I was on the brink of having to excuse myself to the restroom so I could masturbate. But that is when a dusty mexican cow boy made his entrance into the room. His tight jeans left little to the imagination. I could almost make out the exact size of his talleywacker. I began to sweat. It took only a matter of fifteen minutes for his gaze to meet mine. I knew right then that his penis would soon be the first to enter my tight pussy. I noticed that he had left the room to smoke a cigar in the parkinglot. I was quick to follow. I approached him very cautiously. Not knowing what to excpect. It was then that I noticed that he had a large boner that seemed as if it were about to bust a hole in his jeans. He uttered the words, “I am going to fuck you so hard that you aare going to shit out your gaulbladder.” He ripped off my blouse and began to tear my pussy to shreds with his enourmous wang. I blacked out for three and a half days. I woke up on a cargo train heading south into Colorado. And thats how I lost my virginity.
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