She lay frozen, almost mesmerized. Lying there naked, Billy's rough callused hands pressed along her body, squeezing too hard, pressing his semi hard cock firmly against her leg breathing heavy as he tongued her ear. That odd look younger men get, like a starved dog finding some frozen meat. Sloppy and wet. This was going to be her first time? She had waited years for this garbage?
"Are you okay with this?"Billy asked coldly, "Do you want me to stop?" releasing his grip on her right breast, the blood rushing back making it red and flush.
"No, it's totally fine. I am just trying to figure out what I am supposed to be doing, do I lie here or what?" Anne replied, barely blinking not bothering to turn to face him.
"I know what you should be doing..." Billy breathing, grabbing her hand roughly, placing it on her cock. Sticky and hairy, she felt a small rush pass through her, she turned her head with a questioning look.
"This is what you should be doing, grip your hand and start moving it up and down....ohhh just like that....fuck girl, slow down or I'll cum on your hand." Billy's face was almost in a painful grin.
He slipped two fingers along her now wet clit, his other hand moving Anne's back down by her side. He pressed his head against her stomach moving it down towards her groin. Listening to see if he could hear his fingers slip in past her hymen with a quick hotness of blood mixing with her excitement. He looked up to see Anne's face a pleasant pain he had seen before, with his last virgin. He enjoyed that little gasp when he broke through, he was sure he was close to finding the best place to hear his fingers enter her.