DROP THIRTY-THREE
"Pop my cherry," she said, playing innocent and naughty. She threw her hair on the side of her face.
Hector chuckled and rubbed his lips on her exposed neck. "I don"t think you"re still a virgin, Cherry."
"Pretend I am. What would you do? Remember, I"m vulnerable," she cooed theatrically. She assumed a pose on his cot. The place down at his workshop was chilly, and that only made her skin prickle and her t**s hard.
"Well, first of all I"d make sure you were comfortable." Hector kissed her ear. "I wouldn"t take your clothes off, I"d let you do it on your own pace." He lifted her t-shirt lightly and kissed her on her abs.
"Mmm. Good, I like that. It"s my first time, after all," she cooed.
"I know," Hector said while rubbing her chin. "And I will be gentle."
"Ah, yes.
