<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"When I first enter you," Cameron murmured.  "The first push of my cock into your cunt -- it will hurt.  It should only ever hurt the once, and it will not be for long.  Your handmaidens may have described it to you, yes?  Of the breaking of your maidenhead?"  He continued to tease her clit as he spoke, switching his other hand to the opposite nipple.  "I will hold fast once it has broken, to give you a moment to adjust.  I do not wish to cause you harm, my love, but this is unavoidable."<br/>
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He paused again.  "It is also -- it is a gift you are granting me that I do not deserve, sweet one.  I will not back down, for to leave you unfulfilled now would be unutterably cruel -- but you must... you must be certain that you wish it of me."  He kissed her then, and though he had his hands on her in extremely sexual positions, the kiss was full of only tenderness.  "You will only ever have one first time, and as desperately as I wish it to be with me -- you must be sure."  He tilted his head to press kisses beneath her ear, along her neck.  "I want to make love to you," he whispered.  "Sweet, gentle love -- but oh, I want more than that too."  His hips stuttered a bit against her, his cock slipping closer to her cunt.  "I also wish to fuck you," he added, and bit down on her earlobe with calculated roughness.</span></span>