After a while, he instinctively began to move. She threw her legs up over his back and dug her heels into his ass.

"That's good!" she gasped. "That's good."

He stroked in and out of her sopping cunt. She worked her pelvis in rhythm with his movements, pulling back as he withdrew and pushing up to meet his inward stroke. Her cunt was flooded with juice, and the room was filled with the squishy sounds of fucking.

Suddenly, with a warning cry of delight, he plunged and pumped savagely as he started shooting his load of hot jism.

She held him tightly, thrilling to the sweetness of sharing his first fuck.

She hadn't come, but she'd prepared herself for that. She tightened her cunt muscles to milk his shrinking cock as it shriveled and backed out of her cunt with a soft sucking sound.

After a while, she wriggled out from under him and sat up. Shifting her body, she stretched out beside him with her face near his cock. Her hands moved over his belly as she tongued his limp prick, licking his balls and lapping the underside of the soft shaft. He trembled and shivered as she engulfed his entire cock in her warm mouth and sucked it hungrily. She tongued his cock and balls, swirling her tongue around the cockhead, lapping and sucking, her cheeks hollowing as she worked on him.

Finally pulling her mouth away, she stroked the skin of his cock up and down with an expert touch.

"Tell me about your girlfriends," she said. "Or maybe there's a special one. Is she pretty?"

"I guess."

"What do you like best about her? But I suppose I can guess. You're a tit man, aren't you?"

"Yeah," he said.

"Does she ever touch your cock?"

"Sure."

"Does she suck you off?"

"No, she won't do that."