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know this might scare her. I doubt she is that type of girl, but so far Grace has surprised me. So why not see what she can do?
    “I might not be any good and you might laugh at me,” she says as she stands a few inches away from the bed where I am sitting.
    “I can coach you if you’d like.”
    “Okay.” Her voice sounds shaky; she is agreeing, but is still nervous.
    “Unzip your dress with one hand, but keep your eyes on me. That’s it, good girl. Now take both hands and slowly start to slide the dress down. No, no, too fast, slowly, that a girl. Now step out of it, and kick it behind you. Unclasp your bra and do the same. That’s right. Slowly slide it down.”
    She does as told and is standing in her birthday suit. Her blonde hair hangs over her shoulders in long waves hovering right over her perky, little tits. They can’t be any bigger than a B cup, but that is fine with me. They are plump enough and proportioned to her small frame. She stands there, naked, biting her lip, clenching her thighs together. I imagine she is probably dripping wet by now.
    “Parker, I want you,” she says with a pained expression on her face. I can tell she hasn’t been with anyone recently by the tightness that surrounded my fingers. I imagine she is ready to come undone.
    “I know. Come here and get me.” She walks over to the bed, and I grab her and pull her onto my lap so she is straddling me again. As much as I want her to ride me, I don’t know if she is ready for that, but I want to kiss her again. Pushing her hair over her shoulders, I get a good view of her tits before I lean down and take one nipple in my mouth. My tongue rolls over it then my lips clamp down as I suck it. She pushes her core down on my lap so my dick is touching her. Sometimes he has a mind of his own; I can’t promise he won’t try and poke her.
    “How bad do you want me?”
    “I want you so bad; I’ve never felt like this before, like there’s a need deep inside me that only your cock can fill. I need to release. Now. Make me come, Parker. Make me come until I scream your name.”
    Holy fucking shit.
    “Lie down on your back.” I reach down and tear the box of rubbers in half before I hurriedly bring the silver wrapper to my mouth and rip it open with my teeth. Sliding the rubber around my cock like a glove, I bend to kiss her on the forehead and then sit back up to spread her legs further apart. Missionary can be kind of boring, but not tonight. Tonight I want more than anything to take my time, and if she can handle it this first time around, I might give her a taste of something a little kinkier later on. Hell, we have a whole box to burn through.
    “If it hurts tell me.” She nods as the head of my dick finds her opening. I slide it in, and tilt my head to the side, watching her for any signs of discomfort. There are none. Her body graciously accepts my length.
    “You okay?” She nods again as she opens her mouth slightly, allowing air to flow in and out easily. Our eyes never leave one another’s as my body sways and slides in and out of her in a slow but steady rhythm.
    “Faster,” I faintly hear her say through gritted teeth.
    “Your wish is my command.” I sit up on my knees and grab her little ass in my hands and pull her towards me. She lifts her ass in the air, leaning all her weight on her shoulders as I slide into her again. This position gives me better access and she screams with pleasure.
    “Fuck. You’re so tight.”
    “Parker, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Don’t be scared; I can handle it.”
    Who is this lady and where is the shy girl I met in the bar? Whatever. Wherever she went, I like this version better.
    “You think you can ride me?” I tempt her. If she wants it, she has to take it herself.
    She nods. I pull out of her and roll over onto my back. She climbs on top of me like she knows what she is doing and holds my cock in her hand. It looks huge compared to her dainty hands, but there is nothing sexier