"I've never done it before," Cheryl whispered.
I chewed my lip for a moment.
"This wasn't the conversation I wanted to have," I said softly. "I wanted to take you out on a date, and see how that went. I don't want you to feel like you have to do anything you're not comfortable with, Cheryl. Okay?"
She licked her lips again and nodded, but she didn't look as relieved as I had hoped. Then I realized my hard d**k was not giving her the chance to think about anything else as it prodded her tight virgin backdoor right through her thin jeans. It was impossible for her not to think about how it would feel to have my big, fat c**k stretching that tiny hole wide open.
I struggled to recall what I had intended to talk about. Cheryl was shifting in my lap, but wound up making things worse instead
