"Oh, Gabe… n-no… we mustn't…" she gasped, but in his highly aroused state, there was no stopping him, as with a boldness born of desperate need, he reached up for the elastic band at her waist and pulled her panties down over her curvaceous hips and thighs. Again, her voice told him no but her actions said plainly yes. He hadn't had to work very hard to get her panties off; she had helped him and he hadn't been aware of it. "P-Please, Gabe we mustn't… I-I've never…"

"I love you… Dottie! I've got to…"

He was clumsy and inexperienced; she managed to guide his finger to her clitoris, and when she was ready, she helped him to get his erect and pulsing penis into the proper position, after he had, himself, tried… and missed. With proper surprise, she remarked his size and virility.

"Oh, Gabe… i-it's so huge… it'll hurt me! N-No!"

Blinded by passion, proud of his virile cock and sure that he was the first, he had gone into her with a rush of youthful vigor, jackhammering his virgin cock into her like a young, rutting bull, concentrating on his own enjoyment and his great need to cum to the exclusion of all else.

… But, had he been aware, he would have known that he could not possibly have been the first. She was not virgin, although her cunt was tight and firm around his rampaging cock… and she was too knowledgeable, even though she had tried to hide her experience behind a facade of demure maidenliness. He had been too callow… too raw a youth, and he fell into an ages-old trap.

Dottie exploded into orgasm under his pounding cock, screaming out her pleasure to the stygian darkness of the orange grove. "Ohhhhh! Oh, God! Gaaaaaaaaabe! I'mmmmmmmm cuuuummmmmiiinnnggg! AAaaaaggghhh!"