She grasped his hot shaft in her cool hand, jarring him, and closed her lips over his crown. He sighed deeply, breathing in the incense heavy air. There it was, pink and inviting, tight and warm. Her dark hair fell over his thighs, covering them as she pressed her tongue to his surging cock. She really was just a girl, her hips small and tight, whereas he was large and athletic. He realized that he was holding his breath, and that his cock was glaringly erect. She began to work the sole of his left foot, then of his right. He caught her nipples between his fingers and began to pinch and thumb them. He squeezed her buns around his shaft, the head of his cock surging up out from between them with abandon. His cock did more than stir as he contemplated the thought of her ass bucking beneath him in sweet agony. They were not thick and muscled, but thin, lithe, and shapely. His naked body gleamed, covered in a thin sheen of sweat, but
