Traci shivered, then rocked her hips forward, sliding the greasy cunt cleft over his cockhead. She squirmed, actually trying to skewer herself onto the thick tower of prickmeat. But her body was pinned by Don's. All she could do was hope he got the signal and finally got down to fucking her.

"Unnghhh…"

Traci let out a low moan. Oh, how she wanted that cock deep in her. She needed warmth, the sensation of having another human being inside her. The girl didn't realize until now just how much she'd been missing real person-to-person contact. Her mother was so cold and reserved, chastising her for being too "friendly" with other girls and especially with boys. Now the dam broke. She was writhing like a sex fiend under the young man, feeling the wiry cockhairs tease and tickle her moist warm pussymeat. The muscles protecting her cunt mouth contracted, cramped, then relaxed again, making the same milking motion again and again as Don's cock rubbed over the slot.

"Come on, baby, come on and fuck it out. Go on, show me how fuckin' hot you are. Bet you're gonna cry when I get inside you," Don taunted.

Traci ground her teeth together, thrusting forward. She felt Don centering his cockhead over her seeping cunthole. She rubbed her nipples against him, pulling at the scratchy chest hairs with her fingers.

"Unnnooohhh…"

His cockhead worked in, spreading the elastic cuntlips apart, then stopping just inside. Don worked his hips from side to side, feeling her cunt tightening around the swollen lobes of his cockhead. Traci stiffened, her back arching slightly. She seemed to be resting only on her shoulder blades and heels. Her thighs tightened while the muscles and tendons bulged out against her flesh. The ridge of his cock stimulated the nerve endings inside. The girl contracted her cuntmuscle, milking lightly at him without moving her hips. Don groaned into a spit-slicked kiss.