A sob choked her. Why hadn't she known how it must be for a man when he was so close so that steamy, slick hole? It was almost that way for her, in spite of her fear. The fever of insatiable itching pleasure raged over her. The building tension, the mounting thrill, seemed to invade every fiber of her body. Kathy could hardly breathe. The muscles in her ass and calves ached as she struggled under the weight of Gary's writhing body. And making it better, in an awful kind of way, was the danger of his spearing prick. She wanted him to fuck her, and yet the thought of it made her heart explode.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

"Oh yeah, Kathy, that's it, move that ass, move it real nice!"

He was saying things to her, things that were filthy, and yet made her chum her ass up against his kneading fingers. She wanted him all over her, fucking her, touching her, licking her. Though she thought about it once more, feeling his cock pushing up against her cuntmouth. Kathy panicked, tilting her cunt so his prick would slide up along her cunt slit again, slide over the pulsing finger of her clit. The room spun and grew blurry as her eyes rolled back in her head. If only she could hold out for a few more seconds, keep him from tearing through her cherry!

Gary bucked his hips forward with a raspy moan. But Kathy tilted her hips again, and his swollen cockhead slid against her clit. Then something hot flooded from his prick and oozed over her hot little clit. Kathy began to cum.

"Ahhhhhh!"

She cried out again and again, bucking her ass wildly. The slimy jizz filled her throbbing cunt slit as his stiff cockshaft flopped back and forth. Pleasure exploded through her body – a demanding, hungry pleasure more frightening than anything she'd felt before. And Gary was going wild on top of her, grabbing her, pulling at her.

Frantic to get inside, Gary made one last attempt at her cherry. But his spurting, slick cum shot out once more, and his cock slipped sideways, spattering gobs of the milky stuff down the inside of her thigh.