CONOR
"Yes. But I want to do this. I want you. I just…I may not be very good at it."
I groaned. "Grace, you're a natural, trust me."
I drew her nipple into my mouth, suckling hard, causing her to arch against me. I took one of her hands and put it against my achingly hard shaft. "Touch my cock," I said.
"It's so big," she said as she encircled my shaft. "Conor, I don't think it'll fit."
I chuckled. "It will, sweetness. You'll take every fucking inch, won't you?"
"Yes." She worked my cock with both hands. Pre-cum dribbled onto my shaft, and she instinctively used it as lube while she gripped me hard and stroked my cock faster. Pleasure ballooned, an orgasm imminent if I let her take it any further. She was going to make me cum before I even got inside her. I stopped her movements and she gave me a wounded look.
"Didn't I do it right?"
"So right I'm going to paint you with my cum. Lay down, sweetness."
