"Ah," Lewis said contemplatively as he looked at his cock, "yeah, we should probably get started, then."
Meanwhile, Lacey resumed the postponed condom application, taking her time rolling it down his shaft, smirking up at him.
Ones it was completely unrolled, he said. "Thank you. Now, how would you like to begin?"
"The usual way, I guess." She moved to lay long-ways on the floor, her head near the mirror, her knees bent and spread wide.
"Would you like any ... preparation?" Lewis asked, indicating her pussy.
"No, I'm pretty wet. Stick it in there and let's get to fuckin'."
He positioned himself between her widespread legs, and then grabbed a couple of clothes and placed them under her ass. He positioned his cock at her entrance and became distracted for a moment by the stark contrast between the dark brown of her outer lips and the bright pink inside. Then he asked, "Ready?"
Lacey nodded, a bit nervously, although she tried to hide it.
Lewis pushed gently until the head popped through her tight opening.
She gave a small gasp.
He paused for a moment to allow her to get used to his presence, then he began thrusting shallowly to loosen her tightness. Every few thrusts he would go a little deeper. He was patient, although it was difficult controlling his desire to go deep with long thrusts immediately.
At about half, her black hips were bucking back at him strongly, and Lacey had her eyes closed, her bright white teeth a stark contrast to her dark lips as she bit the lower one.
With about two inches to go, and finally getting to the long, strong strokes that they both wanted, he hit an obstruction.
?Try to angle your thrusts up a bit to rub over my cervix rather than thrust against it.?
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