Yvonne wriggled and squirmed in her seat trying desperately not to squeal with pleasure. She had put both arms around his neck to pull herself closer ...o him and whisper to him not to stop. Crossing and uncrossing her legs in her excitement, she enjoyed the sensuous sensation of nylon gliding over nylon as one tautly stockinged thigh slid over the other. Each time she crossed her legs the narrow gusset of her knickers pressed into the warm softness of her vulva filling her with the strangest. (it hurts, bring it out). I held her tightly and bit my lower lip and went with my full strength. She shrieked and clinched the bed sheet with her fists. I felt my penis was going inside and it was worm and wet. I shoved it completely and she was gasping for some air. I asked, “khub lagse?” (Is it hurting much?). She shook her head negative and I told her that it went inside her totally. “Yes I can feel it. It is so large. It almost came to my lower abdomen. I laughed and started pumping. You release your cock and quickly thrust it in me. I lean back my head and groan as you push yourself deep within me. My hands move up your arms, muscles taut now holding your weight from being fully on me. I lightly move them to your shoulders and down your back, now trailing my fingernails along the muscles on your back. You shift, I can feel the muscles ripple under your skin. You take one hand and caress my face and move down to my breast, your fingers rolling the nipple in between them.. “Yes, please!” “What would you do for it?” “Anything!” I felt dizzy at the chance of finally being allowed the sweet release of climax. “If I told you to go outside and diddle yourself until you come right on the sidewalk, would you?” “Oh my god,” I whimpered, horrified, impatient. “Yes!” “I’ll not do that, don’t worry.” She looked so radiant at that moment, so beautiful, that my heart fluttered with joy. She was still gently rubbing my cheek. “Know what? I will let you choose.” My heart did.