David tried not to quiver as he waited for Anissa to decide how she wanted to go about their first time making love. When he asked what shewante d, sh shook her head and shrugged, as if she didn't know. Then she drew her lip back between her teeth and reached out one finger to trace a line down the thick vein that ridged his shaft. Her touch was as light as a feather but it hit him harder than a kick to the head. When she swirled the tip of the finger around the swollen head of his penis, it ...