I can't possibly come again. Not after what he's just done to me. He was almost rough but at the same time, my body begged for him to be harder. I want him to have his way with me, as corny as that sounds. But the feeling of him getting off to what he's doing is turning me on more than I ever thought possible.
He pushes my legs apart so I'm wide open with nowhere to go. I'm spread as far as my legs will allow and he's staring down at my p***y and licking his lips. I've never been kissed, let alone had someone do the things he's just done. But if it always feels this good, I never want him to stop.
He's right that we have a lot to talk about and plans to make, but right now all I can think about is how the man I've been in love with since I was a girl is between my legs.
"Virgin p***y su
