"You won't get knocked up, I promise."

Chuck dragged his cock back a little. Candy shivered, feeling the hot wet head moving along the inside of her right thigh. Then he pushed backup again. The girl felt her cuntal mouth stretch wide and felt the ring of protective muscles go tight. A shot of pain made the young woman gasp.

"Relax. You gotta let me do this to you or it'll really hurt!"

"I'm afraid, I…"

"Put your hand down there," he ordered, looking sharply down at the young girl.

"Chuck, I…" Candy started, flushing beet red with those words.

"I said, touch me there."

Candy bit her lips again, then moved one hand down between them, shoving it closer to her crotch. Chuck pressed his knees against the bench padding to make room for her.

Candy gasped once more, feeling the wiry hairs of her cunt and his groin tickling the flesh just under her fingernails. Then she touched that ridged, glossy dickhead! Oh God, it was so wet with her cuntal juices! It was almost dangerously hot-feeling… so hot the girl wondered if it were going to explode any second with… what did her girl friends call it? Oh yes, jizz.

"Oh God, touch me!" the big instructor gasped, closing his eyes and shuddering while arching his torso up like a snake.

Candy instinctively jerked her hand back. But Chuck made her touch his dick again.

"It seems so wrong, so wrong," the girl whispered, wrinkling up her forehead in confusion.

"No, baby, it's not wrong. Anything that feels this good can't be wrong," he countered.

Candy had to agree with him. Oh yes, yes, it was so good, so terribly, terribly good! Gathering up her courage once more the trembling young woman pushed her hand down, pressing a trembling finger into the squishy hole where her pussy juice flowed. She traced the finger around the bottom of her cuntal cleft and found the aching muscles that were presently so tense.