By the time I went home, changed clothes, and drove to the job site, I was two hours late and the foreman wasn’t happy. He yelled for at least five minutes, repeatedly threatening to fire me, before telling me to get my ass to work. While he yelled, my mind drifted, recalling the sight of Riley’s perfect nude body on the bed beckoning me.

I tried to hide my smile from him as I started up the ladder to the second floor.

Despite the lack of sleep, mad dash to the job site, and the foreman’s tirade, I was happy, really happy. After all that had happened the night before, I felt like a different person. I was no longer a virgin. I had been with a woman. I knew what it was like to have a beautiful woman wrap her lips around my hard cock, and how thrilling it was to crawl between her spread legs and bring her to orgasm with your tongue. Now, when guys joked about something tasting like pussy, I would be in on the joke, not merely laughing along. And, when they talked about the hot chick they banged, I would know that I had slept with one that was hotter.

I felt happier, stronger, more confident, I stood up straighter and stuck my chest out further. I no longer felt like a boy, but a man.

As a result of being late, I was stuck working with Sam. Nobody wanted to work with Sam, but on this day, I didn’t mind. Even Sam couldn’t ruin this day. Sam was an idiot, who thought he was a genius. He always knew a better way to do everything and didn’t hesitate to expound on his theories. He also fancied himself a ladies man. He was the guy who came to work everyday, bragging about his conquest the night before. According to Sam, he slept with a different, unbelievably gorgeous woman, with huge tits every night, sometimes two or three. I never did the math, but there could not have been that many women within a two hundred mile radius, let alone that many with huge tits. Maybe he was flying them in. He was the guy who whistled and whooped and hollered at every woman that walked by the job site. He was the reason women think all construction workers are idiots.

As we worked, he told me about the amazing night he’d had with another in the endless line of gorgeous women he claimed to have had. I resisted the urge to tell him whoever she was, if she even existed, she could in no way compare to the woman I’d been with. I simply smirked and went about my work. As we ate lunch in the shade, he looked at me, tilting his head to one side.

“Why were you late this morning? What’d you do last night?” he asked. “There’s something different about you,” he continued without waiting for an answer.

I shrugged, “Not much, watched a little TV. Stayed up a little too late, I guess,” I answered.

He shook his head, “Nah, there’s something different about you today.”

I ignored him and continued eating my lunch. He let it drop. Even with Sam rattling on about “the hot babe” he had lined up for a non stop weekend of “ballin,” the rest of the day passed quickly and I was glad to finally get home and climb into a hot shower. I dried off and flopped on my bed, quickly falling asleep.

The ringing phone woke me from my nap and I groggily answered. It was Brady, wanting to know how the date went. I invited him to come to the club with me and said I’d tell him about it then.

I was getting impatient to see Riley again by the time Brady picked me up.

“So... How’d it go?” he asked, before I’d even closed the car door. “Did you nail her?”

“It was good. We had dinner at The Overlook, the best food I ever ate,” I answered.

“The Overlook, that place is expensive. You better have at least gotten a blow job,” he said.

“Riley’s amazing. She’s been all over the world, lived in Italy for like three months. We had a really good time,” I said, purposely withholding the details he was after.

“I can’t believe you took her to an expensive place like that and still didn’t get laid.” Brady shook his head.

I grinned, remaining silent until we reached the club. Riley was on stage when we walked in. My heart skipped a beat when I saw her and my penis jumped in my pants. She was gyrating before a group of three men, but she saw me walk in and smiled as our eyes met across the smoky club. Being Friday night, the club was packed and we wandered through the crowd searching for somewhere to sit. Suddenly Jenn, the waitress, was beside me holding a tray of drinks.

“There’s an empty table in the back,” she shouted over the blaring music. “Follow me.”

She negotiated her way through the mass of bodies, skillfully balancing the tray and avoiding any disastrous collisions. We followed, weaving through the crowd to an empty table in the back.

“Two beers?” she asked, as we took our seats.

We nodded and she walked off. I couldn’t see the stage from where we sat and hoped Riley would be able to find us when she got off stage. It was so busy, it took Jenn a while to return with our beers.

“Well, what happened after dinner?” Brady asked.

“We met this old couple at the restaurant. They have been married for fifty-five years. Can you imagine that? That’s almost three times as long as we’ve been alive,” I looked at Brady expectantly.

“Yeah, but what happened, after dinner?” He gave me an exasperated look.

“Well, they told us about a trail that goes from the restaurant down to the lake and told us to tell the waiter that we wanted dessert by the lake,”

“Yeah, and?” Brady’s patience was growing thin.

“So I told the waiter, and when we were done eating, they gave us this big picnic basket and we walked down and had champagne and strawberries on the beach. It was great, strawberries are so good with champagne. You gotta try it sometime,” I answered.

Just then, Jenn returned setting a pitcher of beer and two glasses on the table.

“We’re so busy, I brought you guys a pitcher so you don’t run out before I get back.” She smiled at Brady, “Hi Brady,” she said, putting a hand on his shoulder.

Brady nodded, “Hey Jenn, how are you? You look good.” He took a good long look at her as he paid for the beer.

“I’m good. You look pretty good yourself.” She batted her eyes before turning and running her fingers through my hair. “I know how you’re doing, Lover Boy.” She giggled and walked away.

I blushed and Brady stared at me.

“What was that supposed to mean?” he asked.

I shrugged, “I don’t know.” I couldn’t help smiling.

“Dude, what the hell happened after the champagne?” he demanded.

I smiled, remembering Riley with the moonlight reflecting off her smooth skin. “We spread a blanket on the sand and talked, and made out a little,” I said.

Brady started laughing, “Made out a little! Man, you spent what? Like a hundred bucks to take her to that place? I took Camille Davis to McDonald’s and she blew me in the parking lot.”

“Riley isn’t a high school girl,” I shot back.

“No, she’s a stripper! You spent a wad, wining and dining a stripper, so you could make out a little. She’d probably fuck any guy in here for a hundred bucks. You should’ve just given her the money and told her to suck your dick,” he said.

My face grew hot and I wanted to punch him. “She’s not a whore, or a stripper, she’s a woman! A beautiful woman who I really like, and if you ever say anything like that again I’ll beat your ass!” I glared at him.

Brady looked surprised and held up his hands, “Okay, take it easy man. Sorry, I didn’t mean to piss you off. I just don’t like you getting taken advantage of like that.”

Just then Riley appeared around the corner.

“Willy!” she exclaimed, “I was starting to think you weren’t gonna show,” she said, sliding into my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck. “Did you get in trouble for being late this morning?”

Brady’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped open to speak, but he thought better of it and stopped when I stared at him.

“A little, but it was worth it,” I nodded, placing my hand on her smooth thigh.

“Hi Brady, did Will tell you what a stud he was last night?” she smiled at me.

“He said you had champagne and strawberries by the lake,” Brady answered.

Riley gave me an inquisitive look and whispered in my ear, “You didn’t tell him?”

I shook my head and she hugged me, “A gentleman never tells,” she smiled and kissed me. “I gotta go, I’m up next. See you after my set.” She slid off my lap whispering in my ear as she stood, “I’ve been thinking about you since you left this morning. I can’t wait to get you between my legs again.”

A broad grin spread across my face and I felt a strong pull in my testicles.

“Dude, you were lying to me!” Brady said. “You totally nailed her, didn’t you?”

I scowled at him, I didn’t like what he had said about her and I sure as hell wasn’t going to give him any details now. “I told you not to talk about her like that.”

Brady looked at me. “What? She’s the one that brought it up, it obviously doesn’t bother her,” he protested.

“I don’t like you talking about her like that,” I said, picking up my beer.

Brady shook his head, “All right, but dude, she popped your cherry last night! I’ll drink to that,” he said, raising his glass.

I couldn’t argue with him there, and raised my glass as well. Soon the crowd began to thin out and a pool table opened up. Jenn brought us another pitcher just as Brady lined up the eight ball to win the game. She walked to the corner he was aiming for and bent over.

“Oh, sink it right here, big boy,” she cooed, wiggling her nice round ass.

Brady’s cue smacked the cue ball sending it flying off the table and bouncing across the floor. Jenn laughed as she trotted off.

“Ha, nice shot, Big Boy!” I laughed, retrieving the cue ball.

Brady swore, picking up his beer as he stared after her.

Riley came by between sets. She opened her robe and placed her g-string clad pussy just above the pocket as I lined up a shot. The cue slid through my fingers and I blasted the eight ball into the pocket causing her to jump.

“Oh Will, you do know how to fill a hole,” she giggled. “I’ve got one more set then we can get out of here,” she said, cupping my ass cheek. “Want to come over to my place for a beer later, Brady?” she asked, her hand still on my ass. “Jenn’s coming over.” 

Jenn’s name caught Brady’s attention and he readily accepted the invitation. We had time for one more game while Riley danced her last set. Jen came by to check on our beer.

“I hear you’re coming to Riley’s with us.” She batted her eyes at Brady.

Brady nodded.

“Good, I could use a good back rub from a big strong man,” she squeezed his bicep and let her hand trail down his arm as she walked away.

Riley returned as we finished our game.

“Winner gets a blow job,” she said as I prepared to sink the eight ball in the corner pocket.

I made the shot and stood up, grinning. “Right here, or did you want to go somewhere?”

“You didn’t let me finish. Winner gets a blow job, from the loser,” she grinned over at Brady.

Brady gave her a half hearted smile and raised his glass to his lips without saying anything. We finished off the pitcher of beer while waiting for Jenn to finish her work. When she was done, we drove to Riley’s. Riley and I in Riley’s car, Brady and Jenn each in their own.

As soon as we were alone in the car, my hand slipped between Riley’s legs. She spread her legs, allowing me better access and I rubbed my hand over her warm pussy through her jeans. She wriggled against my hand.

“Will, I’m trying to drive,” she protested half heartedly.

“And I wasn’t trying to drive last night?” I shot back, popping the button on her jeans.

She smiled wickedly and lifted her ass so I could work her jeans down. I slipped a finger between her lips. She was already wet.

“Show me your cock,” she said, grinding on my finger.

I withdrew my hand long enough to push my jeans down around my knees. Riley licked her lips and reached over to stroke me. I stuck my hand between her legs and began lightly rubbing her clit. She stroked my dick faster as I dipped two fingers into her pussy. The car slowed and swerved as she ground her pussy on my fingers. Pre-cum ran down my cock as she pumped and I was near exploding already.

I curled my fingers inside her and she moaned. Moved my slick fingers up to her clit and began stroking her. She moaned and swerved into the other lane. I moved my fingers in tight circles over her swollen bud. Her hand pumped faster on my thick shaft.

My balls tightened and my cock swelled. I clenched my muscles, trying to stop, but hot cum was already flying from my stiff rod. I moved my fingers faster as my hips twitched with the dying surges of orgasm. I rubbed her sensitive button with my thumb and slipped two fingers back inside. Curling my fingers, I found the spot and stroked it. Her body tensed and shook as she came on my fingers. The car bounced over a curb and lurched back onto the road as her hips bucked.

We pulled into her driveway and hurried to get our pants up as Brady and Jenn approached. I zipped up and climbed out just as they reached the car. Jenn smiled and Brady gave me a strange look.

“What were you doing? Does she always drive like that?” Brady asked.

“I don’t know, I never rode with her before,” I shrugged and started toward the house.

“I know what they were doing,” Jenn giggled.

“What?” Brady asked.

Jenn rolled her eyes at him and ran to Riley. The two walked, whispering and giggling, into the house. Riley and Jenn went to the kitchen to get beer while I slipped into the bathroom to clean up, leaving Brady in the living room. I sniffed my fingers and gave them a lick before washing off the heavenly scent.

When I returned to the living room, Brady and Jenn were sitting close on the couch and Riley was lighting candles and incense around the room.

“There’s a beer on the table for you, hon,” Riley said, pointing to the wood spool near the big recliner.

I plopped down and picked up the beer, noticing that Brady had his arm around Jenn and her hand was on his thigh. Riley lit some incense in Fred’s head and climbed into the recliner with me. She cupped my cheek and pulled my lips to hers.

Our lips parted and our tongues met. I stroked her back with one hand and placed the other on her abdomen. Every time I kissed her, my heart quickened and a tingling sensation started in my balls. My hand slid up to caress her breast and her lips pulled harder at my mouth. I felt the nipple grow stiff through her shirt and pinched it. She wiggled her ass against my crotch.

Remembering we weren’t alone, we parted and glanced over at Brady and Jenn. Clearly uncomfortable, they looked around the room trying to look anywhere, but directly at us.

Jenn looked at Brady. “I’m hungry. Want to go get some breakfast?” 

Brady quickly nodded. “Yeah, I’m pretty hungry too.” 

“You guys don’t have to go, we’ll control ourselves,” Riley laughed.

Jenn hugged her. “No, you guys have other things on your minds, it’s okay. You two are cute together.”

Brady had made out with plenty of girls in front of me, so I didn’t feel too bad about embarrassing him, but I did feel bad about chasing Jenn off. Riley waved goodbye and closed the door behind them.

“You’re all mine now. Get those clothes off,” she said, smiling and pulling her shirt over her head.

I jumped out of the chair and stripped. We were naked in each other’s arms before Brady and Jenn pulled out of the driveway. Our lips mashed together and our tongues probed each other’s mouths. I grabbed her perfect ass cheeks and picked her up. Her arms went around my neck as her legs wrapped around my waist and her plump mound pressed on my stiffening member. I fell back into the recliner with her in my arms.

Our mouths fed on each other and her wet lips caressed kissed my swelling prick. Her mouth moved down, kissing and biting my neck, then my nipples. She moved to her knees on the floor and kissed her way down to my cock. Her mouth opened and descended over the swollen head as her green eyes stared up into mine. Her tongue pressed to the underside as she swallowed me, never breaking eye contact, until the tip was in her throat and her lips were around the root.

A shiver ran up my spine as I stared down at her, with my cock lodged in her throat. My hips started to twitch, and she slid back up my pole. Her tongue wrapped around the sensitive tip sending an electric jolt through me. Her lips descended again swallowing me whole and causing me to moan. She pulled my dick from her mouth with a pop and sat back on her heels.

“Stand up and turn around.” She grinned.

I looked at her confused. “Wha..”

“Just stand up and turn around, trust me,” she cut in.

I stood and turned as she asked. I felt her hands on my ass, then her lips. She kissed and bit both of my cheeks. Her mouth moved from one cheek to the other, moving lower each time she switched sides.

“Put your hands on the arms of the chair,” she instructed.

I hesitated, but did as she instructed, bending down to place my hands on the chair arms. She spread my cheeks with her hands and I felt something warm slide into the crack. I jumped at the touch.

“Just relax and trust me,” she said, running her hands over my ass.

Still unsure, I resumed the position. Her tongue slithered between my cheeks and found my puckered rim. The sensation was strange and made me nervous. She spread my cheeks wider and swirled her tongue around the rim. I squirmed my hips, getting used to the feeling, as she licked at my ass.

I’d never thought of my ass being a source of pleasure, but I was starting to enjoy her hot tongue dancing around my hole and my cock throbbed. She pressed her tongue to the center and I felt my hole start to open. She pressed harder and her tongue pushed partially in. A few more licks around the rim and another push and suddenly her tongue was in my ass.

My eyes widened at the invasion, but it felt good and subconsciously I pushed back, driving her tongue deeper into my ass. She gripped my cheeks and fucked my ass with her tongue. She was driving me wild and my body started to quiver. I grunted deep in my chest and braced my arms on the chair. Her tongue stroked my ass as her hand began to fondle my balls.

“Oh god, that feels good,” I gasped.

She pulled her tongue out of my ass and slid between my legs, licking from my asshole to my balls. Her mouth opened and sucked my balls into her hot mouth as a finger slid up my crack. Her mouth moved up to my cock and the finger pushed into my ass.

I clenched at the intrusion but she sucked harder on my cock and I relaxed. Her mouth bobbed on my cock as her finger pumped in my ass. A second finger joined the first in my tight hole as her tongue swirled around my sensitive head. Her fingers pushed in deeper and suddenly a jolt of pleasure rocked my body. She sucked harder and stroked the spot again. My hips jerked, shoving my cock deeper into her sucking mouth. Her fingers slid back and forth, stroking that sensitive spot.

My arms and legs began to tremble and my hips rocked forward, pushing my cock into her mouth, and back driving her fingers deeper in my ass. I gasped for air as tiny explosions went off in my head. My vision blurred and my body shook. My muscles tensed and my cock exploded in her hungry mouth. Her fingers continued to work my ass as stream after stream of hot cum pumped through my cock. My cum filled her mouth and trickled out around my twitching rod. My knees buckled and I gripped the arms of the chair as I sunk to the floor. Her fingers slipped out of my ass and my cock pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. I sprawled on the floor, panting and staring at her smiling face in wonder.

“Wha..what was that?” I panted.

She smiled. “That, Will, was your first prostate massage.”

I had no idea what a prostate was or what it did, but I was glad that she did. The intensity of my orgasm left me weak and gasping for breath. I remained sprawled on the living room rug, staring up at Fred’s angry stone face while Riley went to wash up. When she returned, she placed a bare foot on either side of my head and smiled down at me, sliding a finger along the edge of her thick pink lips. I forgot about Fred’s ugly stone face and focused on the moist pink pussy above.

My hands slid up the back of her calves past her knees and around the side of her firm thighs, coming up just short of her moist treasure. Riley pushed a finger up into her plush box and stroked slowly in and out. The finger slipped out, glistening with her juices and moved up to her clit. She sucked in her breath as the finger slid back and forth over her sensitive nub.

Her knees bent as she squatted over my head, continuing to rub at her sensitive button. My hands slid up over her ribs to her firm breasts. She touched her finger to my hungry lips.

I wrapped my tongue around it, pulling it into my mouth and sucking the sweet taste from it. Kneading her breasts and pinching a nipple, I raised my mouth to lick at her sweet folds. She cradled my head in her hands as my tongue probed up into her depths, bringing a gasp from her. I searched with my tongue and found her sensitive nub. She moaned as I licked at it. I closed my lips around her clit and sucked while flicking my tongue over it. Her legs began to quiver and released her hold on my head.

She stood, pulling her dripping sex away and leaving my hungry mouth gaping for more. She turned around and squatted again.

“Lick my ass, Will,” she said in a husky whisper.

I stared at the puckered brown orifice as it descended toward my face and reached for her firm ass cheeks. I held the supple globes as I stared, unsure, at her little brown ring. Hesitantly, I reached with my tongue, touching it to the wrinkled skin. It was tangy and sour, but not unpleasant and I licked again.

“That’s it, lick it baby,” she encouraged.

I circled her hole with my tongue.

“Oh yes, lick me, Will,” she said, wiggling her ass.

I flicked my tongue over her hole quickly back and forth.

“Yesss,” she hissed.

I pressed harder with my tongue, alternating between circling and flicking across her entrance.

“Mmm yes Will, lick my ass,” she moaned. “Oh your tongue feels so good on my ass.”

Recalling her treatment earlier, I rolled my tongue and pushed at the center of her pucker. I felt her open slightly and my tongue slipped partially in. I swirled around the rim and pushed again the ring gave way and my tongue was, suddenly, in her ass. I pushed in and out, fucking her ass with my tongue.

“Ahh baby, I love your tongue in my ass,” she breathed.

I felt her warm fingers close around the base of my stiffening rod and she began to stroke. I worked my tongue faster, bringing another moan from her. Slowly my cock returned to life as I wiggled my tongue in her ass. I gripped her firm cheeks harder pushing my nose into her crack and driving my tongue deeper.

She fell forward with a moan, pulling my tongue out of her ass. “Fuck me Will. I want you to shove that hard cock up my ass and fuck me,” she said over her shoulder.

I slid out from between her knees and got behind her. She reached back to hand me a small tube of lube then lowered her face to the floor and reached back to spread her cheeks. I squirted some lube on her hole, smearing it around with my finger before pushing it in. I added more lube as my finger stroked in and out. Then pushed a second finger into her tight hole.

“Oh fuck me Will, I want your cock in my ass,” she growled.

I smeared my hard cock with lube and pressed it to her hole, preparing to enter her. She wiggled her ass and pushed back. Her tight hole began to open and the head slid partially in. I pushed, it was tight and pressure built on the head. Riley grunted, pushing back and my swollen tip popped past her tight ring. It was tight and warm and I pushed again, sliding further in. Another push and I was buried in her tight ass.

“Oooo, yess, that’s sooo goood,” Riley hissed.

She rocked forward, pulling her ass off my cock till only the tip remained in then pushed back, slowly taking me back in. I pulled my hips back and started pumping my cock in her ass, slowly picking up speed.

“Oh god! Fuck me, oh..” Riley moaned, slipping her fingers between her legs to rub her clit.

I grabbed her hips as she pushed back to meet my thrusts. My hips met her ass with a loud smack. I grunted and she moaned with each hard thrust into her tight ass. My body was on fire and lightning flashed in my brain. I drove my thick shaft into her harder rocking her body with the force of my thrusts. Her fingers moved faster over her inflamed clit and her tight ass clenched around my driving cock. I soon felt the cum boiling up from my balls and I slammed into her.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna...gonna cum in your..”

I let loose with a torrent of cum in her tight ass. I continued to thrust as hot cream pumped through my cock filling her ass. Riley started to shake and screamed as my cock gave one last jerk in her ass. Her tight ass gripped my spent cock as her hips bucked until I could stand no more stimulation on my sensitive member and I pulled out of her twitching ass. I fell back on my heels as Riley collapsed in a heap, her fingers slowly rubbing her clitoris.

A thin stream of pearly white cum trickled from her ass as the final twinges of orgasm brought soft whimpers from her lips. I leaned down, running my palm over her ass and pressing my lips to her firm cheek. I moved up her back, planting soft kisses along her spine and lay down beside her, softly kissing her shoulder. I could hear her heavy breathing as she recovered and she rolled against me. My hand slid over her hip and across her stomach as her back pressed against my chest. We lay silently in the euphoric aftermath of our shared release and the soothing contact of our naked bodies.

I was wholly content lying there with Riley’s warm body pressed against my own and began to nod off. Feeling my head dip, Riley shifted beside me.

“Let’s get cleaned up and go to bed,” she said, getting to her feet and tugging me up with her.

We shared a hot shower, letting our soapy hands glide over one another’s smooth flesh, washing away the residue of our lustful coupling. We kissed as our hands explored until the water turned cold. Clean and dry, we crawled into bed holding each other close.

“Thank you,” I whispered in the dark.

“For what?” Riley asked.

“For everything, for letting me...” I began.

“Will, do not thank me for letting you fuck me.” Riley’s voice was stern. “I didn’t let you do anything. I wanted to fuck you, so I did, and tonight I wanted your dick in my ass. I like you Will, and I wanted you, I wasn’t doing you a favor. So don’t you dare thank me.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to... I just wanted... I’m just so happy when I’m with you. I wanted to tell you how much I like...being with you. I’ve never met anyone like you, you’re amazing,” I tried to explain.

Riley kissed me softly. “You make me happy too.” 

Her tongue pushed past my lips and our hands slid over each other’s bodies.

“Think you can cum four times in one night?” she asked.

“I can try,” I answered, my dick already beginning to rise.

Riley’s touch soon had me hard and she straddled my hips, slowly lowering her warm pussy onto my swollen shaft. Her eyes fluttered shut as she slowly impaled herself on my stiff pole. Her pelvis met mine and she ground her hips against me. I reached up to toy with her perfect nipples. She rode me slowly, moving up and down my thick rod and grinding against me at the bottom of each stroke.

It was different this time. We took our time, enjoying every jolt and shiver caused by the other’s body. There was no frantic thrusting, no shouts or screams, just intense passion slowly building and breathless ohhs and ahhhs.

Her warm juices ran down my cock and coated my balls. In the dark, I relied on my sense of touch, sliding my hands over her body. Up her thighs, feeling the strong muscles flex as she rose and fell on my cock. Over the soft flesh of her stomach up over the hardness of her her rib cage, feeling every bump and groove beneath the soft smooth flesh, up to the firm globes of her breasts with their firm stiff caps. Pressure slowly built as I stroked her stiff nipples and stared up at her face, silhouetted in the moonlight streaming through the window. I rolled my hips, moving my hard cock in the velvety confines of her hot wet pussy.

“Come in me, Will,” she whispered, squeezing her muscles around my cock as she rose up.

I was right on the edge and her tight sheath sliding slowly down my pole sent me over. My back arched and with gritted teeth and a grunt I filled her with hot cum. Her head went back and her back arched as her pussy spasmed on my thick rod.

“Ohhhh, Will,” she said in a breathless whisper.

Her hands gripped mine upon her breasts as she rocked on my twitching cock. Our orgasms were calmer, not frantic and explosive, but longer and more intense. I pumped load after load into her quivering pussy as she gripped my arms for support. With a final shudder, she laid down on top of me with a contented sigh.