I gently turned her over onto her back, on my left, and I moved my hand up her thighs to her pussy, feeling her pubic hair, and the warm, slick wetness of her inner lips. “I want you, Leon,” Sonya whispered. Porn “Leon,” she called in the dark, “can I come in?”
“Yeah,” I said, flicking on the bedside light. “You’re talking in circles,” Sonya said, “That’s not like you.”
“Look,” I said, thinking I had an answer that would shut her down completely, “I’ve lived half my life already. That’s great!” I answered. Now come on, you’ve gotta get out of here.”
Sonya was still wrapped around me, her left thigh over my hips, and she said, “It hasn’t gone anywhere, yet.” Her smile was very mischievous. She wasn’t moving her own pelvis at all, but that was okay because she was only new at this.
