As she does this I can smell her arousal and I am looking up at a huge wet spot in her shorts. I grab the shorts and pull them to the side to get at m... goal and I am very surprised to see that she isn’t wearing her usual little underwear. I stick out my tongue, tilt my head back, grab her ass, and pull her down to my face all in one smooth motion. The reason I told her to hold on to the couch was because I don’t think she realized how she would react. She hunched her hips forward, clamped her. She could feel his pulsing shaft rigid in her hands. She wriggled herself off of his hand and felt her inner skin drag slightly as her body tried to keep the source of so many sensations within her. She turned and looked up at his face. She recognised the glow of contentment that he always had whenever he had succeeded in pleasuring her in such away. He always seemed to get more pleasure from pleasing her than he did from his own. Although of course there were the occasions when he would take. "No. It's my first time," I said."Seriously?" she asked."Yes," I said."I mean my cock is really big and you're a virgin. It's going to hurtlike hell! Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked."Yes! Now shut up and fuck me!" I said.Those words, were apparently enough for her.She lay down on her side and made me turn to my side as well. She thengrabbed her cock and began to rub it on my pussy. She teased me. Iwanted it. I wanted it so bad."We can stop anytime it begins to hurt," she. " Then why were you smacking it off your lips?" Sweetheart, you have no idea how they had tortured me. There were four of them. They came at me one after the other, fucking me unmercifully for perhaps a half hour at a time. Then, when they'd barely given me five or six good comes, they would lose it, dump their load in me, and leave me to stew. No matter how much I pleaded or insulted their manhood, none of them could ever fuck me more than three or four times a day. Well, you do the math; I.