Loving her, hard

"Would a lady ever need to tell how she wants to be loved...?" Rachel replies to your question with a mischievous little grin, somehow breaking the last layer of ice between you since the revelation of her 'big secret', and just a moment later you've got her climbing on top of your little living room table - bending slightly forwards as you try to keep her tight in your arms, and then reaching down to pull her own manhood safely out of the way before guiding the head of yours to her dripping snatch.

"Oh, god...!" She whispers as you slowly start pressing inside of her, having obvious trouble remaining upright while she's trying to accomodate to your size. She's so tight that you wonder if she's actually ever done this before, or if her 'extras' are somehow taking more space away from her insides, while at the other hand she could simply be a little unused to your own impressive size. The question is already halfways answered though, almost before you've even started to wonder about it. "Easy, John...! Y-you really are the first one that's real...!"

"And what about the fakes...?" You smile back at her, making her giggle breathlessly while you slowly keep feeding her snatch with your cock. "Should I be jealous...?"

"Only of the one who introduced them to me...!" She chuckles, then moans in pleasure and tries pushing back into your hips to speed your invasion of her body. "But... please, let me save that for later...? Right now I just... want you inside of me...!"

"Sure thing!" You agree, just as your hips finally make full contact with her lovely behind, and then you just stand there and hold her tight for a moment while letting her get used to your size and just having you inside of her. "Is this proof enough of how much I love you...?"

"What...? You mean you're wanting to pull out already...?" She flashes you a teasing little smile, to which you respond by slowly starting to withdraw - only to slam back inside again as soon as you feel her following and trying to keep you in by clamping down even tighter on your shaft. "Oh, fuck...?! Oooh fuck, John! Fuck me hard...!"

And you're all too happy to obligue of course, grabbing tight around her generous bosom to keep her firmly in place while you start moving your hips - allowing every thrust inside of her be followed by a further withdrawal, until you're using every inch of your length to keep punding her insides.

For a moment there, while making passionate love to her, you've almost already managed to forget about Rachels secret - at least until you notice how she's discreetely trying to pleasure herself with her hands as you keep pounding her from behind. At first you're a little unsure of how to react, but then you lean yourself closer to look down over her shoulder, and find yourself captivated by the sight of her slender fingers jerking that impressive pole of hers...