"Come inside" he said. I was startled, as watching him drain his pretty black cock had mesmerized me.When we got inside he sat on the couch and told m... to sit next to him. "Do you like my cock?" He asked. I swallowed hard. "Yes," I replied. "I thought so," he said with a knowing smile. "Why don't you touch it?" I did what he told me and placed my hand on the length of his shaft. I gently stroked it, feeling its thickness begin to grow. "Kiss it," he said simply. I leaned over and put my face on. In all the emotional chaos of that moment, Kylie knew one thing; her pussy was wetter than it'd ever been in her life, and she knew after this if he wasn't up to fucking her, she'd need to get one of her big toys out to satisfy herself. Choking and straining round his cock, she was unable to fight him as he shoved her back off her knees, off balance and onto the edge of the bed, pinning her head down on the side of her silk sheets. He put a leg up onto the bed and pressed down hard into her. Jane turned her back on him and prepared for bed, firmly ignoring his presence in the room. Henry, sensing her nervousness, made no move which might frighten her, remembering that this was a virgin of half his age and restraining himself with the thought that later, in the dark, he would partake of their real "wedding night", albeit some weeks early.In bed in her decorous long flannel nightgown, with the light out, Jane felt his hand stroke her hair, then her shoulder, and was somewhat calmed.. ” “I was thinking about ... about your hands, all over my body.” “Just my hands?” “Yes.” “Like this?” He asked, placing his hand on my stomach over my tank top and lightly rubbing in circles. I nodded my head at him, my eyes closing against my will. The feel of his hand against my stomach cause it to do flips and twist and turn. I was excited and sick to my stomach all at the same time. No one had ever touched me in these ways and I sure as hell never imagined the first person to do so.