"Why not?" Duane laughed.

"You have to undress, too," Terry smiled.

She started unbuttoning his shirt. She hadn't intended to be that bold, but she was just dying to get a look at his body. She'd never seen a naked man before. She quickly got his shirt of him, then ran her fingers through the thick crisp hairs of his chest. That really turned her on, and so did his cleanly muscled arms. But Duane was stirring impatiently, and finally he grabbed for her zipper again.

This time she didn't stop him. She let him pull off her jeans, then her skimpy bikini panties. She blushed a little as he exposed her small triangular bush. After all, she'd never been naked in front of a guy before. But she could tell he liked what he saw. His eyes swept hungrily over her slim but very feminine body.

Then he eased her down on her back and slipped a sofa pillow under her ass. That forced her pussy up off the couch, and her natural response was to let her legs fall wide apart. Duane knelt there staring at her juicy pink slit and its delicate fringe of light-brown curls. He studied her pussy carefully, licking his lips.

While he was doing that, Terry was staring at the fly of his jeans. There was an obscenely huge bulge there. She was burning with curiosity about his cock. She'd read everything about sex she could get her hands on, but she still didn't have a very clear idea of what a cock looked like. She got bold again and reached for his fly.

"You wanta look?" he grinned as she fumbled with his zipper. "Here, I'll take care of that."

He stood and quickly got rid of his jeans and shorts. Terry couldn't help gasping when she saw his cock. It was big much bigger than she'd anticipated, about seven inches long and almost as thick as her wrist. The head was shiny and purple, and it was dripping creamy liquid.