He was panting, feeling a sense of pleasure that he hadn't felt before. Well with his wife. But that was a long time ago. That's when he was still human and right now he was practically reborned. Even his cock felt like he was a virgin. He could feel the sensations, the pleasure that he once had on his eighteenth birthday when he first met his only lover. He started to thrust faster by the moment, grunting and moaning. His pants getting worse as he kept on going and as he felt her kisses and such, he could tell that she wasn't ready for those three words. But he smiled none the less as he lifted. The woman up and pressed her against the wall and started thrusting up into her. His mouth met her neck, kissing and sucking on it while leaving a few hickeys and kept on going for a few more moments before his virgin cock burster inside of her with a loud moan. He would never tell her if he was a virgin before death. Because he wanted this to be a special moment for her. He leaned in and whispered into her ear." I never got to pop my cherry, I just gave it to you." It was mostly the true. His wife had health problems to where they went without for months and in the end. It only had happened once and that was with her mouth because it was their honeymoon and she wanted to treat him right." I'm glad it was with such a sexy woman such as your self."