Chapter 117

She struggled against him, but Fred's strength prevailed. Her fingertips grazed the curls of his pubic hair, and she attempted even harder to pull away.

Fred ceased kissing her and inquired if she wanted to stop what they were doing.

Cindy shook her head. "No."

"Relax and just follow my lead," Fred reassured her. "What you're about to feel won't hurt, at least not yet."

Cindy glanced down at her hand and cautiously moved it over Fred's curls until she reached his penis. She grasped it, feeling the curious combination of hardness and softness. Sitting up, she examined it more closely, running her fingers over its spongy tip and sensing it grow hotter, harder, and longer in her hand. Switching to her left hand, she explored the two dangling things below, and Fred cautioned, "Gently!" Taking his advice, she separated them and examined each one in turn. Intrigued, she lay back down for a closer look, obs