The handsome man leaned close to her, and she could feel his hot breath on her cheek like the scorching heat of a white-hot firebrand. He touched her knee, lightly, but his fingers seemed to burn through her skin. "Well, Lily?" he demanded. "Wouldn't you like me to crawl up between your widespread legs… wouldn't you like me to fuck you? Wouldn't you really?"

"Carl… Stop it… stop it! I'm only human."

"And so am I, my love," he moaned. "I know your cunt is on fire right this instant, and you know the only thing that can extinguish that fire is a big, hard cock spewing cum all over it. I have a big hard cock loaded with cum, Lily. And I know you want it in you."

Then he reached out and brought her hand in contact with his thorbbing, pants-encascd hardness.

Lily felt as if she had no power to resist, so overwhelming was this searing contact with his heavily throbbing penis. And she began to stroke it lightly, tantalizingly, increasing the rhythm of her strokes slowly, teasingly. Her breasts pressed hotly, softly against his arm now as she moved closer to him, unable to resist any longer; her lips found his jaw line and traced a pattern upward along his cheek, her tongue flicking out to sear a path of fire along the skin of his face as her hand continued to rub his already lust-swollen prick.

"You want me to fuck you, don't you?" he went on, droning the words in an almost mesmeric voice, like a hypnotist. "You want me to fuck you, Lily, you want me to fuck you!" And it was true! Oh God, she did want him to fuck her. Oh God, how she wanted his cock fucking deep up inside her wide-split cunt walls.