I just kept masturbating and she kept staring in anticipation, perhaps with some apprehension, at my once more fully stiffened member. Sex My own hand was no longer on her thigh but was resting on her tummy. Once again I pressed my lubricated middle finger into her relaxing little hole. “It’s how I went to bed.” I responded, feeling a little self conscious as my state of undress before her. “Good” she said “are you ready to go again?”
As hot as Vicky looked to me, there was no escaping the reality of biology. Once again I pressed my lubricated middle finger into her relaxing little hole. “It wasn’t in there” I said. My cock started to gain rigidity once more as I gazed at Vicky’s beautiful, little pert tits. “Go!” I commanded her, “Get help!”
She looked at me and paused to think for a moment, then nodded. I hadn’t been able to see it earlier but now I could read it:
“He cums inside you or he dies. Yet, Vicky still looked confused and fearful.
