Scott rolled his c**k around the entrance collecting her surplus juice, and then leaned on it slightly, just enough to get the feel of her tautness. Lifting her legs, he eased them forward in front of him.
“It’s going to hurt, isn’t it, Sir!” Tracia inquired, gripping the bedding.
“Only for a second… once in you’ll enjoy it, I can assure you of that!”
He smiled down at her.
Scott remembered that to be cruel was to be kind. It should be done with a sharp push. Should he take it slowly, it would tear, making it even more painful for her. He started rocking himself, allowing his helmet just inside her p***y lips until he felt her hymen. Tracia was not worried now, getting used to the feeling of his c**k at the entrance of her p***y, her own juices had started to flow. His own actions were
