"Feel good?"

"Yes, oh yes! It feels wonderful!"

Diane relaxed and parted her thighs as his demanding fingers continued probing and caressing the center of her pussy.

"Ron, do you want me?" she moaned as his finger brushed back and forth across the tiny, sensitive bud between the lips of her cunt.

"Jeez, yeah!" the boy gasped, becoming bolder and allowing his hand to reach out and cup one of her ripe titties. Then he took her hand in his and guided it down to his burning crotch. He placed her fingers on his straining prick, then doubled his attack on her hot cunt.

Diane could feel the pulsing in his hard meat beneath her hand and she began rubbing it lightly until he was squirming. It was so exciting to have a real, live boy's prick in her hand!

"My dick is fatter than my fingers, Diane. It would really feel good in there!"

"You sure? I mean, won't it hurt?"

"Only for a little bit. Okay?"

"All right," she moaned.

The two teenagers squirmed back and forth in each other's arms. Ron's hands eagerly explored her soft, luscious body. He ran his fingers lightly up the crevice between her buttocks, then brought his knee up between the softness of her thighs to press it against the down of her pussy. He cupped her ripe tits in his hands, caressing them until the nipples were bright pink and standing tautly out at attention.

Diane gave herself over to the fantastic passion that was now bubbling and rapidly coming to a boil in her body. She clung to him, rubbing her belly shamelessly against his rigid cock. The inexperienced girl suddenly began to think of Ron as the most beautiful man she had ever seen. She caressed his face with her fingers while her tongue rubbed against his tongue inside his moist, warm mouth.

"Play with my prick, Diane, please!" he moaned urgently as they fondled each other.