He tightened his hold on her hair and pulled her away from him, hearing panting after he slipped from her mouth. She stood up, his hand sliding out of...her hair and down her arm, he pulled her to him getting rid of the couple of inches between them as he took her mouth once again. He kissed her swollen lips and then slipped his tongue into her mouth, her breathing still uneven. He pulled back and eased her back till the back of her knees hit the end of the mattress. Did you get on birth. Sounds and quivers coursed through me uncontrollably as she held me close, the relentless strokes of her finger creating a feeling like I was lifting away from the earth, inflated and floating into a vibrant void of ecstasy. "Your going to climax, my love. Just let it happen." I barely registered her words. My voice and trembling frame seemed farther and farther away. Her body seemed to brace me against a tide that all at once burst like a monsoon and gushed forth from somewhere in me I did not. Picturing her in my mind and thinking about what Jim had just said was making my cock start to grow. Last night I told her that I wanted to bring a guy home and prove what I had said. First she made a face and said no way. But later in the night in bed, just after we had a good fuck, she looked at me and asked, Are you serious about wanting to bring an older guy home to have sex with me? I sure am. I want to win our bet. I dont need anybody but you but if you are really really sure that it is. She reached over and felt my hard cock and said that she could tell I enjoyed it. When we got back to the trailer, Ginger jumper my bones, practically tearing my clothes off, pushing me back on the bed and climbed on top. She slid down on me in one thrust. As she road me, she kept talking about her being in her bikini out in the desert today and asking if it turned me one to see her walking around like that. Between the sex and talking it only took about a minute before she had her first.