She raises her arms over her head and lies there spread-eagled under you, waiting. He head is tilted to the side, and she is not looking at you. She is looking very bored.
You take a deep breath, and you carefully lower yourself onto her. The bed creaks loudly as you shift your weight around, trying not to crush her beneath you. You wonder at how soft she is. You start to kiss her neck and breasts. She has not moved since you began.
You take in the new sensations, the new actions. You try to remember the countless s*x scenes that wore out your VCR on countless pubescent afternoons spent watching other people doing what you are doing now, at last.
You don’t know how long you have been working on her, but apparently she does, because she reaches down with one hand and grabs your p***s. It
