"Don't worry," she assured him. "It comes very naturally."
She lay back on the bed, her long, pillarly white thighs widespread, revealing the deep, infinite pink tunnel between them. Her ass-cheeks were tightly clenched as she humped her body up and down consistently, in anguished need of fulfillment.
"What do I do?" Hank asked.
"Just come aboard," she invited, opening her arms.
Hank was both, anxious and frightened. The fur-surrounded p***y with its pink slit seemed to draw him as a magnet drew steel. He got onto the bed on his knees, then lay on top of her, feeling the soft cushion of her body beneath his. He slowly moved until he was positioned between her lush thighs, and he felt his hard c**k rub against the hairy-lipped orifice. "That's right," she whispered. Put it in. There's a
