More or less.

"Y-yeah," Gregory stammered nervously. "I-"

His sentence died as Jenn leapt at him, pressing her lips to his. It wasn't until she pressed against him that Jenn realized how curvy she'd become. She had always prized her fitness and her slim, athletic build. Feeling her amazing new tits smashed against his pigeon chest, she reflected that jogging might be considerably less comfortable.

Gregory was moaning now, his tongue flopping loosely around her mouth like a fish. She cut off the kiss and grinned. "You don't have a lot of experience, do you?"

He blinked in surprise, then blushed. "Not really," he mumbled, blood rising to his cheeks. Jenn sighed heavily and closed her eyes. Lifting her face upwards, she began to grind against him.

"Dude, it's nothing to worry about," she said languidly. "I can't imagine anything hotter than giving an amazing experience to a timid virgin."

When Gregory didn't respond after a moment, she looked down at him. His brow was furrowed with concentration.

"What are you thinking about?" she purred. "And why isn't it me?"

"It's definitely you," Gregory replied. His hands found their way to her magnificent breasts and both parties shuddered immediately. "I want to test a theory."

"If the theory doesn't involve pumping me full of semen," Jenn growled, "it can wait."

Then her hand was reaching for his zipper and his cock sprung free and before Gregory could speak he was engulfed in a warm, tight, wet, flawless entrance and she was rocking her hips, sliding onto and off of his manhood at an incredible pace.

Gregory felt a lurch in his stomach and groaned. "Oh God," he squeaked, then he was spasming wildly, emptying his seed into her as she clutched handfuls of his bedsheets and moaned. As the last dribbles of his essence leaked into her, he sagged against Jenn and she caught him expertly, cradling his head against her soft shoulder. They lay like the for several seconds before Gregory came to a sudden realization.

He sat up and was surprised at how sweaty and red-faced Jenn was. He realized he must be even more so. "Hey, Jennifer," he began. "You said earlier that I can't keep secrets from you, right? That no matter what I say, you're conforming to my deepest desire?"

"Well, it's a working theory-"

"Go to sleep," he commanded, and now he caught her as her eyes rolled back and she slumped forward instantly.