Much, much better

You are content to let her take her time. In fact if Sally was riding you like you saw Grace riding Carter, as tight as she is you doubt you'd be able to keep from exploding up into her like a geyser. It doesn't take long before she starts rising and falling on the thick shaft filling her. It's still not easy for her and you see her grimace each time the head of your cock rubs past her torn membrane, but with each repetition she sinks lower and lower onto you until her pelvis is grinding against yours.

Sally might still be feeling some discomfort, but not you. You feel nothing but an intense pleasure, an unbelievable pleasure that radiates from your groin throughout every nerve in your body.

"Oh Sally, you're doing great." The excited smile that spreads across her pretty face replacing the intense concentration lets you know that the hardest part is over.

"Mr. Hawkfeather, it feels so good." She lifts herself up on her knees until you are almost out of her and then as you groan in pleasure she slides all the way down the pole until once again you are completely buried within her. "I can't believe how good it feels."

"My friends call me Hawk, Sally. I think you qualify now."

"I like that Hawk." Sally grins as she tries out your moniker "I like that a lot." You place your hands on her slender waist and start moving your hips for the first time. The effect on the young woman is almost immediate, her green eyes flash with excitement and she begins a gyration of her own that has you both moaning in pleasure.

God this feels good - Too good.

"Sally, we have to stop this soon, I don't want to take any chances." She looks confused, so you spell it out for her. "I don't want you to get pregnant." Her eyes widen suddenly as she understands what you're saying.