Cowgirl

Qing slowly lowered herself onto your shaft. Halfway, however, she bit her lower lip in slight pain.

Noticing you had deflowered her, you made sure not to hurt Qing again by pumping into her nice and easy, while holding onto her hands. She smiled down towards you before riding you at a slow yet steady pace.

Pulling Qing in for a passionate kiss, you wrapped your arms around her and held her close. Running your hands across her skin, you let them settle at her hips, briefly squeezing her buttcheeks.

Qing's pain began to gradually dissappear and she began to pick up the pace, and her moans grew in intensity as she arched her back. You allowed your hands to settle at her waist, letting her take charge.

A moment had soon passed, and you noticed your limits were approaching along with Qing's. You moan lightly as you came inside her first, and she followed suit by moaning your name loudly.

Collapsing on top of you, you hold Qing close before kissing her sweetly.