But unknown to Lisa, Bob had already guessed that she was getting highly aroused. He'd been around, and he was familiar with those shivers of pleasure, that quick breathing, and the growing warmth of her flesh. He left her spit-soaked left nipple and sucked in the right one, tugging and stretching the throbbing bud with his firm lips. He felt Lisa give a lurch of excitement.

"Uhhhh, Bob, please," she whimpered.

He knew what she wanted. She wanted him to stop before she lost all self-control. Well, he was damned if he'd do that. He'd had blue balls for this chick long enough. A year was more than enough time to wait for her cherry. He intended to fuck her if it took him all night to win her cooperation. He loved Lisa. He wouldn't force her, but he was going to do everything he could to get her excited out of her mind.

As he sucked noisily on her tit, Lisa felt his hand creeping up tinder her skin. "Oh, no, Bob," she gasped. "That's going too far. Stop it right now."

Bob's patience was wearing thin. "Why?" he snapped. "Are you afraid you might feel something? Don't worry, baby, you've held out this long, so you've gotta be frigid."

His angry speech stopped her cold. "Bob, that's not true!" she cried.

"Then prove it," he growled.

His hand shot up her leg, and before she could stop him he was touching the juice-soaked crotch of her panties. Lisa reddened. He had to guess now how hot she was for him. His fingers pressed the moist cloth, stimulating the swollen flesh beneath, and she felt sharp stings of pleasure melting her horny virgin pussy.

Bob felt the steamy pussy juice that had drenched her panty crotch, but he said nothing about it. That would only embarrass Lisa, and it was enough for him to know that she was creaming with lusty excitement. He caressed her pussy through her panties and felt the searing heat and puffed flesh. No way in the world was this girl frigid. He'd only said that to good her into going farther.