In the dim, humid shed, unable to see what was happening to our own bodies, we pressed against each other, preparing for real sex. Even without seeing, the parts slick with sweat and arousal found their target instantly. I ground my hips against him, clinging to the man with every ounce of strength in my body.

We began to indulge in the blissful moments, letting out breaths of pleasure.

The hot… thick and engorged thing pushed everything aside inside my body as it entered me... my body felt like riding a bike without a saddle, suspended in midair except where I was anchored down there... Being held and supported in such an unsteady position made me feel incredibly happy… I begged him over and over to kiss me, and to suck on my breasts.

One more time… just once more… again… and again… over and over…