Now that she was a little better lubricated, I kneed my way back into position. I held her hip with my left hand and used my right to find her entrance with my rigid rod. Once again, a small hand with thin fingers took control. She started with my fun-bag again and stroked across my balls and up my length before pulling me against her trembling lips.

This time, when I slid in, she took half of my length in the first try. Both of us gasped.

"Fuck! You're tight, sweet girl," I said, specifically avoiding names - assuming that I was supposed to continue with the charade.

Soft whimpers...