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           Hewasbecomingmoreexcited,kneadingherbackandbottom,gulpingawayforalltheworldlikeagreatovergrownkittensneakedbacktoitsmother.Hishipsbegantomoveinarhythmic,jerkyfashion,andsprawledacrosshimawkwardlybecauseshewashatingittoomuchtotryhelpinghim,shefeltthetipofhisunprotectedpenisslidebetweenherlegs.

           Sinceshewasnotaparticipantintheact,herthoughtswereherown.Anditwasthentheideacame.Asslowlyandunobtrusivelyasshecould,shemaneuveredhimuntilhewasrightatthemostpainfulpartofher;withagreatindrawnbreathtokeephercourageup,sheforcedthepenisin,teethclenched.Butthoughitdidhurt,itdidn’thurtnearlyasmuch.Minusitsrubbersheath,hismemberwasmoreslippery,easiertointroduceandfareasiertotolerate.

           Luke’seyesopened.Hetriedtopushheraway,butoh,God!ItwasunbelievablewithouttheFrenchletter;hehadneverbeeninsideawomanbare,hadneverrealizedwhatadifferenceitmade.Hewassoclose,soexcitedhecouldn’tbringhimselftopushherawayhardenough,andintheendheputhisarmsroundher,unabletokeepuphisbreastactivity.Thoughitwasn’tmanlytocryout,hecouldn’tpreventthenoiseleavinghim,andafterwardkissedhersoftly.

           "Luke?"

           "What?"

           "Whycan’twedothateverytime?Thenyouwouldn’thavetoputonaFrenchletter."

           "Weshouldn’thavedoneitthattime,Meg,letaloneagain.IwasrightinyouwhenIcame."

           Sheleanedoverhim,strokinghischest.