"Wh… what's that?"

"Somethin' that's gonna make you feel real good," the marine whispered, taking a gob of the gel and starting to rub it into her pussy-lips. The girl shuddered. She was so hot the grease was starting to melt.

"Christ!" Tad gasped, impressed by Emily's intense sexual heat. He worked his fingers over her outer labes, grinding his teeth in excitement, watching the girl's cunt move under the thicket of blonde, silky pussy-hairs. He squeezed her fat cunt open and pushed a big gob inside. Holding her pussy shut tightly he waited. In a few seconds Emily started wiggling her ass, her breathing becoming more and more shallow. Tad smiled, sure she was going to be all right for the remainder of the time.

"It… doesn't hurt so much now," Emily admitted.

She could feel hot streams at the soothing gel melting inside her pussy. The area where her cherry had been torn was growing less and less painful. She felt good and hot and relaxed now. The young girl hunched up to the steady fingering on her pussy-lips. She was starting to want him inside her again.

"It won't hurt any more, will it?"

"Not any more, baby. From now on it's gonna be nothin' but good fuckin'."

Tad knelt on the cot, turning her around, telling the girl to get into a crouching position.

"Why? I…"

"Man, we were tryin' it the other way. This is somethin' I like better. I think you're gonna dig it."

Emily's pulse raced. She rolled over until she was on her knees, her face resting sideways on the pillow.

"I don't know… It's so… weird!" Emily bit the pillow when she felt Tad's fingers working along the insides of her thighs, forcing apart her pussy-lips so he could work a finger into her cunt.