"Isn't Davey-wavey gonna fuck Martha-wartha?"

"You are one horny bitch!" he laughed, winding fingers in her hair and pulling.

"That's why you love me."

She rolled onto her back and kicked her legs playfully. "I want to feel you get it in me good and deep! Ohhhh God, I want you to be rough today!"

"A little rape game perhaps?" David growled, grabbing her wrists and pinning them to the bed. Martha burned with desire. She squealed in mock helplessness and flopped her hips around as the lean, brown-haired male lowered his body onto hers. She made him force her thighs apart and quickly closed them again when he tried to grab her panties. She wasn't going to make it easy for him. But she didn't want to make it too hard either.

"I'm gonna poke you good when I get it in," David chuckled, struggling harder. "Jesus, you are in a playful mood."

When he tried to yank her panties off, Martha opened her legs and wiggled furiously. He stuck his mouth into her neck and pushed his cock up against the nylon band. She knew he could feel her wet hungry heat under the silk. She rubbed against him like a cat.

"Oh God, I want you," David whispered, finding her mouth. They kissed deeply and loudly and Martha sucked his tongue until he groaned excitement. But just as suddenly, she broke the kiss off and began to fight like she really was protecting her virginity.

"Uhhh, ohhh David, don't hurt me," she whimpered, play-acting but not really play-acting either. Because things had gotten a little wild. David bit her and gouged a finger across her panty crotch. Snagging the narrow band, he stretched it to one side, exposing the dainty, swollen lips of her pussy. She bucked wildly now as she felt the overheated tip of his cock being pushed into the slippery crevice. Her hot folds seemed to melt round him. Shivers of pleasure spread over her skin.