Wishing to prolong any kind of foreplay, she reached out and took his cock in her hand. It was already stiff and hot and felt impossibly big. She squeezed it and ran her hand over the eight-inch length of it and wished it could stay this big and this hard forever.

Without a word, he moved farther down under the covers and got on his knees. She slipped her left leg out where he'd been, spreading her coot for him. He put his hands down on each side of her and braced himself in position between her legs.

His cock shoved hard in her crotch, pushing into the soft hair-lined flesh beside her cunt. She took his cock in her hand again and worked the head into her open outer cunt-lips, rubbing it against the closed inner flesh.

As she worked the cock-head up and down on her tender moist flesh, she felt the inner cunt-lips start to open from the force. Then she moved her hands up on his hips as he started to press inward.

There was the quick stab of pain as his cock drove in, stretching the cunt-lips wide. She gasped softly at the feel of the thrusting, stretching force. He pushed his cock in a couple of inches and stopped and the pain left her, the cock-head now inside. Her tightly stretched pussy muscles throbbed and tingled as they pulsed around his prick, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing.

Joe slipped one arm under her waist and the other under her back as he settled the weight of his chest on her tits, squashing them flat. He pushed his prick the rest of the way inside her and settled his groin against her mound.

He slipped his cock back. Her pussy muscles started to close on the exiting cock-head, then he thrust back in her all the way. She tingled as she arched her body to meet him midway, and then her ass dropped back to the sheet while he withdrew, then she arched back up against him, again and again.

His strokes became faster. She responded in kind. Their bellies slapped together, harder and harder, faster and faster.