If Carrie noticed it was her sucking on her tit or gently wanking her, she didn’t show it. Instead, her arms came up to Nick’s back to ease him on to her.
“Oh God!” Carrie’s exclamation had less pain in it than the last but was still full of meaning. Nick’s c**k was worming up her improbably tight love tube, one ridge at a time and her whole body was tingling with vitality.
Then, suddenly, Nick stopped. He had reached a barrier and Carrie was very aware of what it was. She held her breath and caught his eye; nodding her assent once again. “I’m gonna make a woman of you, Carrie,” was all he said. He held her shoulders tighter, braced her against him and then flexed his hips hard; destroying her maidenhead in less than a second.
Carrie screamed. “Arrrrrgh!” It started as an anguished cry
