‘Chrissie, you are so incredible,’ I said quickly. I felt like a dork. I was acting like this was the first time I had ever been with anyone, man ...r woman. I was a total spaz. Christine didn’t treat me like that, though. Instead, she turned me around with gentle pressure on my shoulders and unfastened my skirt for the second time. This time, though, she didn’t let me turn back around. Chrissie pressed the full length of her body against my back and wrapped her arms around me. Her hands. But now it was time for the real torture. I placed a box fan at the end of the bed and pointed it right at her pussy and ass, covered in that gel. She immediately started squirming and whimpering, and I knew it was getting hot from her clit all the way down to her back door. I grabbed her by her throat, told her she was a whore, slapped her face and walked away.I left the room and smoked a cigarette, leaving her bound there for a few minutes with the fan blowing on her. I knew she would be a. No, definitely prime flesh.I briefly wondered if she might be a virgin as I guided my penis to her cunt. Given her wanton display, however, the chance was slim to none. I pushed myself in carefully, not wanting to hurt her even so."Oh, oh..." she moaned, her head dropping forward as she concentrated on the pleasurable intrusion in her most sacred of places. I was concentrating on my own pleasure as her hot, moist pussy walls slowly surrounded my member...exquisite!After a bit I was about. It did feel good and I wasn't about to separate myself from her to try to be decent. On the contrary, I let my right hand travel down to caress her buttocks. Like all of her skin, they were as smooth as ever. While my hand was busy, the rest of my body became very randy as more blood engorged my penis.About this time, she woke up and quietly said, "Son, I didn't ask you, but have you been a good boy living all by yourself? Do I need to nurse you?"While being surprised at myself since I wasn't.