I lifted up after a bit and we were both breathing hard. Shannon whispered nervously in my ear, practically bouncing with excitement, but I was concentrating on a wet feeling in my cotton bikini panties. “oh please, we‘ve probably played more than you guys” Shannon’s voice was bored, lofty, and full of shit. I rolled onto my stomach and looked down at her; she was playing with her long, lovely hair, restlessly opening and closing her legs, a smile on her face as she recalled her experience. My stomach flipped and I slid my shirt off, showing off my pink bikini panties. “I have to check if your intact…” I was out of control, and I didn’t care, shoving a finger inside her and she cried out in pain as I pushed against her hymen without breaking it. I twirled one of my blond curls around my finger. We were lying next to each other on her full size bed wearing long t-shirts over our panties.
