We broke off the kiss and stood back; my hands travelled down his arms and held his. His hand lowered from my hair and went down my back like before, but this time it dipped under my pyjama top and ran up my bare back. XXX My top had five buttons of which only one was fastened because of the heat in the room that night (or maybe the heat was mine). I’m not a prude or anything; I just didn’t want to throw away my virginity. Still crouched, with my mouth full of my juice, my scent filling my senses, I darted two fingers inside me. I gripped his shoulder with one hand while the other was on the back of his head almost pushing him further inside me; I
