"Y-You're squashing me," Karen replied; it was an effort to even speak.

"Will you be good… stop acting like some school-girl on her first date?"

"I… I won't fight you anymore, if that's what you mean," she said.

He rolled off of her but clung to her breasts, keeping her inside his arms and putting them both onto their sides, spoon-fashion. Then, with his upper arm he reached down and placed his prick between her thighs tight into the open lips of her moist pussy and she could feel the bristly hair of his pelvis against her soft round buttocks.

She sighed heavily, able to breathe freely once more. His face was buried in her long hair and suddenly she felt him nibbling at her neck while he gently massaged the nipples of her breasts. God, if only he wasn't such a repulsive man, she thought, the frenzy of minute tingles from his hands rippling down through her belly.

"There's no need for us to fight about it, is there?" he said into her ear. "I want to be friends if you do."

Karen shivered beneath the deft movements of his hands and fingers caressing and tweaking the now erect nipples of her breasts.

"Y-You know what I want," she answered, her breath catching in her throat. "You know the only reason I'm here… doing this…"

Fletcher chuckled lightly. "You're a mercenary little piece," he said, moving his hand down the satiny smooth skin of her waist to her hips and drawing her soft, trembling buttocks back tighter against his loins. "But it's a language I can understand."

Karen relaxed a little, letting her buttocks go back against him, feeling his shaft pulsating up against her crotch, its ever enlarging head instilled between the supple fleshy lips of her vagina. The horror of the situation had somehow worn thin for her. Perhaps, it was the dazing effects of the liquor again, or the fact that the initial abomination was past; whichever, she was convinced that at this point she should get something out of it… She felt his hand move down over the soft smooth flesh of her belly to the velvety mound of her pussy, his finger parting the pubic hair and slipping into her wet slit to tease the tiny bud of her clitoris once more.