"Okay," he said. "THIS time." He undid the fly of her slacks and massaged her mound under her panties.

Then his cold hand went down underneath the elastic waist and found her bare and lovely pussy.

"Oooooh, it's cold!" she protested. "Mmmmmm, oh, that feels good." She soon got used to it.

And his hand warmed up in her hot crotch. "You do have the loveliest pussy this side of the Connecticut River," he said.

"Thank you," she said, smiling. "Tell me about the others."

"They're not as lovely," he said, jutting a finger up her hole. She groaned.

"Oh, that feels so good," she sighed. "Mmmmmmm. Oh, do it some more. Oh, Manny, put two fingers in. You know I like it so."

They had known each other for precisely two and one half months. They had explored each other's bodies thoroughly.

Two of his fingers fit her perfectly. She felt them deep up her now and she was very, very satisfied.

"Oh, you're so wet," he said. "Mmmmm, I feel your thick cunt juice. Oh, man, do I love to feel you there."

Jody could only moan. "Oh, more, oh, do it more, oh, go deeper. Oh, it feels so good. Oh, man, mmmmmmm. Oh, honey!"

He kept finger-fucking her until he heard a final burst of pleasure, in her cunt and on her lips. Her groin thrust way up to meet his prodding fingers and sank back finally to the bed of blankets.

"Oh, honey, oh, Manny, oh, that felt good." She laughed and shuddered and smiled sweetly up at him.

"Oh, that's so much better than by long distance!" she added. "Sex by telephone just ain't the same," she said, shaking her head back and forth on the blanket that served as a pillow under her head. "No way!"

His hand seized her own and brought it to its rightful place on his crotch. "Do me," he pleaded. "I thought about you all last night. I must have masturbated a dozen times."