SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.

He strokes his cock with unhurried fingers as he looks me dead in the eyes.

Next thing I know, he bridges the distance between us and brushes my cheeks softly. With his face buried in my neck, he thrusts the tip of his cock in my pussy softly. I wince at the contact; his top already feels huge for my virgin hole, as it tears through my walls.

He kisses my neck, whispering soothing words in my ears, "It's okay, baby. You can take it." His cock nudges ...