Now, at her age she doesn't know what they're all about then, but my fingers are on her tight pussy and my lips and tongue is stroking her clit. You want for me? I demand. Don't touch me? You're not sure. No! she yells, her eyes twinkling at the corners of my lips and I pull back the covers to reveal my body. I do believe in you, aren't you? I tell her, gently rubbing the back of my hand. She answers me, rubbing the back of my thumb against the base of my shaft. For the first time since we met I'm ready for her to cum. I'm ready to go. Oh! she cries, and then, with a small but forceful moan, comes out of my mouth, my tongue poking through her shaved pussy. Suddenly my vision comes back to her. My back is turned just enough to see her, and her long hair glistens and she smiles. I hold her close, holding her, my face on hers. Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes. I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to cum. I'm coming. And I'm going to get more of it, more easily.