No, you're going way too fast.

"I'm going a bit too fast for you, aren't I," you ask, drawing yourself up from her. "You want to stop?"

"I'm sorry, you must hate me," she says, eyes moist. "I always fuck up with guys."

"No, hey, it's not that bad," you quickly try to reassure her. "It's just, when a guy gets all hard like I am, it's easy to let your cock take over from your brain, know what I mean?"

"It really is hard, isn't it," she titters, taking hold of the shaft again.

"Just how long has it been since you've been with a guy," you ask, curious and eager to keep her hand exploring your prick.

"Too long," she admits. "Not that I'm not looking, but it's hard to meet people, you know, especially if you aren't super beautiful like me."

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with how you look," you tell her, caressing her cheek. "You think you have to be some big boobed blonde to get a guy to notice you? Trust me, you got more than a little of my attention."

Miki smiles, perhaps not entirely convinced, but at least more at ease than before.

"So, tell me, now that you have a guy's attention, what do you propose to do," you ask, glancing down to where your rigid shaft of flesh is enjoying the touch of her soft but clammy hand.