I sat slowly back down on the bed’s edge, my hands resting close to my
maiden hips. That ‘girl’ inside me was burning her way to the surface. When he
finished he put the mirror from the compact in front of me. Frankie’s quickly stiffened and eagerly
shed its layer of foreskin. He pulled gently on it a few times, then gave
it little strokes outward. His lips still on mine, he began his thrusts, this time more brisk than ever
before. After that he wet his index finger and made little circles between my legs. I did it!” He moved his erection directly
on mine, proudly coating me with the semen still oozing from his young man’s
tool. He opened his
smooth legs and guided me to lie forward onto him. Frankie handed me the panty again. “You sure it’s…okay?”
His breath quickened as he gaped at me. We stopped, and I fondled his erection.
