"Uhhhhh, yesssss," Lisa whined.

Bob shivered lustily as he felt the incredible tightness of her cunt. It was so snug, it even resisted his finger. He stuffed his stiff finger into her slowly and cautiously, and he felt her strong young cunt muscles sucking greedily at his finger and crenching it with molten cream. He managed to slide his finger to the second knuckle in her seething pussy before he hit a thick fleshy barrier.

"More," Lisa panted. "I want more. Put your finger all the way into my cunt, baby."

"I can't, honey," Bob said. "I'll break your cherry."

Lisa was almost tempted to tell him to go ahead and bust the damned thing. It felt fantastically good to have something hard and stiff in her cunt, but she wanted to be completely filled. She whined with need and pound her gripping cunt around his rigid finger, soaking it with her oozing pussy juice.

"Ahhhhhh, Bob, damnit, frig me," she panted. "I just have to come."

Bob started finger-fucking her, jerking his stiff thick finger roughly up and down in her tiny wet pussyhole. Each thrust brought his fingertip up against the stubborn wall of her cherry, but he was careful not to stab through it. If he did that, he wanted to do it with his cock. Lisa gurgled with pleasure as she took the quick rough thrusts.

"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, that's it," she moaned. "You're doing it to me, Bob! I'm coming!"

As her body convulsed in another violent orgasm, Bob couldn't wait any longer. Lisa would never be more aroused than she was now. Quickly he tugged down his pants and shorts, pushed her onto her back, and mounted her, sinking down between her thighs. His rigid swollen cock touched the searing wet flesh of her pussy. But then she was shouting and pushing him off.