Sex Genie: Pleasing My Master 499 Instructions From Genie

"No, I'm pretty wet. Stick it in there and let's get to f.u.c.kin'."

He positioned himself between her widespread legs, and then grabbed a couple of pairs of folded shorts and placed them under her a.s.s. He positioned his c.o.c.k at her entrance and became distracted for a moment by the stark contrast between the dark brown of her outer lips and the bright pink inside before saying, "I'll pay for those shorts if we mess them up. They should fit, anyway. Ready?"

She nodded, a bit nervously, although she tried to hide it.

He pushed gently until the head popped through her tight opening. She gave a small gasp.

He paused for a moment to allow her to get used to his presence, then he began thrusting shallowly to loosen her tightness. Every few thrusts he would go a little deeper. As Genie suggested, he was patient, although it was difficult controlling his desire to go deep with long thrusts immediately.

At about half, her hips were bucking back at him strongly, and she had her eyes closed, her bright white teeth a stark contrast to her dark lips as she bit the lower one.

With about two inches to go, and finally getting to the long, strong strokes that they both wanted, he hit an obstruction, her cervix.

Try to angle your thrusts up a bit to rub over her cervix rather than thrust against it.

He did so, was rewarded by a deep moan from Lacey as he was able to thrust another inch into her.

Yes, much better. Genie said.

Are you feeling what she is feeling? The idea intrigued Jack.

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No, just reading her.

Well, why not? You should get some pleasure, too, Hotwire your p.u.s.s.y to hers.

The idea apparently intrigued her too. Ooooo, yes Jack!

And feel free to let me know if there's anything I can do to make it better for her, you, whoever.

Mmmm, yes Jack. You can start by thrusting a bit harder to get that last inch in.

I won't hurt her?

No, she can take it.

Jack did as she said, and about a dozen strokes later he was thrusting to the hilt. He was rewarded by a panted, "Unhhh...s.h.i.+t... that's deep."

He couldn't resist saying, "I thought black girls were used to big c.o.c.ks." This earned him a glare for a moment, but she couldn't sustain it against his deep, relentless strokes, and closed her eyes again.

He thrust for a few moments longer, and then Genie said, in a rather breathless voice.

Put her legs over your shoulders, Jack.

He paused while buried to the hilt, hooked an arm under the knee of one long slender leg, and brought it up to rest the calf on his shoulder. Repeating the action with the other leg, he found this now left him with an inch to spare, so he slowly pushed that into her. Her eyes widened as he drilled deeper than ever before.