His hand left hers but she continued to cling to his shaft while a gasp of pleasure escaped him. Experimentally, she began to stroke it, her fingers barely able to encircle its thickness. Slowly, she drew the thick outer skin up and down, her breath tight in her throat at her own excitement of handling and massaging his cock while he slipped his finger deeper and deeper into her ever-expanding cunt, a complete feeling of unprecedented fulfillment creeping over her.

Again, she opened her mouth to his kiss, letting her hand slip down to explore the velvety soft hairiness of his balls, caressing and cupping them gently by instinct. She was extremely wet now down between her legs from the juices his finger was inciting as it played within the tingling lips of her soft hair-lined pussy, stretching the tiny ring of her still intact hymen in a gentle rotating motion that had begun to frighten her. She didn't want to lose her virginity now… not this way… not yet… but the pleasure he was bringing her overshadowed all else and she found herself moving her hips up against his finger, her thighs spreading wider as her hand slipped back up to stroke his prick with increasing vigor.

He had begun to grind his teeth and grunt out his pleasure with every breath, while her own growing apprehension at the stage things had reached, struggled against the intoxication saturating and taking command of every fiber of her tingling body. She felt the cool wetness of his rock-hard shaft smear against the warm flesh of her inner thigh as she worked the heavy skin up and down his long, thick cock and wondered if he was ejaculating, or whether it was the lubricating fluid she had read about in the sex guides to a happy marriage. My God, it was getting harder and bigger… It jerked in her hand and she caressed it affectionately, making him grunt again. He was struggling… moving on top of her!