"Raise yourself up on your haunches, honey," Jarvis ordered thickly, gripping her around her slender waist and lifting her up.

Melanie brought her knees together until they pressed against his sides, lifting her buns into the air.

Holding her with one hand by the hip, Jarvis dropped the other one and hefted up his huge, slippery boner, pointing it directly at the target of her wide-open, dripping twat. Then, he slowly drew Melanie down with his free hand.

"Lower yourself on me, honey," he said in a husky, passionate voice, "Go gently and at your own pace, baby."

Melanie shuddered in involuntary excitement and gave a little sharp intake of breath when she felt the fat knobby tip of his juicy cock butting against the slick maw of her shivering virginal pussy. It felt enormous, like a fist or the top of a baseball bat! She whimpered in mingled desire and fear.

"It's O.K., honey," Jarvis said soothingly, digging his fingers into her waist and gently but firmly pulling her down until the lips of her vulva widened and slipped over the tip of his glans.

When he felt himself wedged securely in place, he released her hips and ran his hands seductively up her body, gripping her jugs and pinching her rivet-like nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

"Just let yourself go, Melanie, honey," he said softly, "Just relax and let it slide up inside you."

Melanie's heart was pounding violently. She couldn't control the shudders that seemed to rustle through her sex-starved body again and again. Her cunt was on fire, and the hot pulpy mushroom-shaped cap which was lodged against the orifice sent darts of fiery delight and urgency through her loins.