I hold still, stroking her back and whispering reassuringly nothings in her ear.
When I claim her lips again, I feel her slowly relax.
"Go when you are ready, my love. I will wait for you," I encourage her softly. With her face still in a pained grimace, she nods. Quietly I wait for her to get used to the feeling of me inside her, nibbling her earlobe, sipping at the skin of her neck. One hand moves to her breast again and I tease her until she goes crazy with lust.
Her walls start milking my c**k and I barely hold on. Then she begins moving slowly and soon has built up a reasonable pace. Sweat beads on my forehead from my willpower to hold back. But that is short-lived. When I notice her movements becoming urgent, I pick it up from there and drive us on. Each time I feel my o****m app
