Sylvia was not aware of her body responding automatically to the invasion. All she knew, for sure, was the pain seemed to be lessening a bit. She swallowed, and her muscles relaxed to permit passage of the saliva from mouth to stomach. With the relaxation of these muscles, other tissues and tendons in the area of the cervix crept forward. To Shelton it was as though an expert massage artist were at work down there on the head of his warmly surrounded prick. He twitched his cock, making it jerk upward

inside her. This time, the only reaction from her was a brief grimace which might have been pain… or something else. Now was the time, he thought. The bitch is ready for some real fucking, providing it’s done gently at first. “I’m going to move us around a little so I can get the photograph. All right?”

“Yes… sss” she replied almost inaudibly, and Shelton felt all her muscles suddenly tighten again as though she were attempting to protect herself from any feeling whatsoever.

“Relax,” he crooned. “Just relax. I won’t hurt you anymore.”

She sighed. “All… right. But please hurry with the camera. It still hurts.”

Very, very slowly, Shelton began pulling back a bit. Her vaginal lips clung like a tight rubber band to the trunk of his penis they seemed almost reluctant to let it leave. But Shelton had no thoughts of leaving. He flexed the cheeks of his buttocks which caused his cock to throb in the tight clinging passage. One flicker of pleasure crossed Sylvia’s face. It was a momentary thing, but enough to let him know he was on the right track. When he had pulled about three inches of his long desire-hardened penis out of her tightly clasping pussy, he stopped. Then, slowly again… very slowly… he pushed it in, feeling it slip like an underground gondola through the warm, closely surrounding walls of flesh.