Chapter thirteen

He rummaged through his jeans until he found a condom, and rolled it on swiftly. He lay down on his back, urging her up on top of him with barely controlled impatience. 

She reached down to caress his thick, rock-hard shaft with a pang of doubt. She hadn't had all that many lovers, and never a man of these dimensions. But there was no time to get nervous about it, because he was spreading her legs, guiding himself untill he was lodged just inside her, caressing the moist lips of her vulva. 

He rubbed the tip of his penis against the cleft, and began to gently to gently slide himself up and down the length of her hot, slick furrow in a slow, voluptuous rhythm. A shudder of startled pleasure unbalanced her, and she braced her hands against his chest. 

"Do you like that?" He asked huskily.

"Oh, yes," she whispered. 

He caressed her, teasing her with his hands, and her old self watched with mingled wonder and dismay as the new Annie undu