Awake, she walked out into the living room area of Justin's place. She saw him sitting in a chair reading a book. He looked up and smiled. "Feeling better?" he asked.
Christine nodded and sat down on a couch across from Justin. She looked confused when Justin French kissed her. "I had been wanting to do that for a long time." he said.
Unused to being kissed, Christine wanted more. The tingle that she felt was good. She kissed Justin again. His hands roamed around her body. She got a sudden bold idea and took off her shirt and bra and then took off her jeans. Sitting on the couch in just her underwear was a little more than Justin could bear. He laid her down on the couch and stretched over her and kissed her deeply. While he was kissing her, he was sliding her underwear down her long legs. She gasped when she felt the cool air against her shaven pussy but said nothing else.
She looked at Justin with a smile on her face that bespoke of her innocence in more than one region. Slowly, Justin lubed his cock with her pussy juices that were flowing all around her. Christine looked up at him confused and excited. Justin smiled down at her and then gently pushed his now lubed cock into her ass. She gasped at the feeling of having his cock in her ass. It felt...weird and good at the same time. She wanted more of this feeling. Justin sensing that she was ready rammed his cock into her ass roughly. She gasped again and then groaned. Justin thrusted in and out of her again and again, Christine moaning each time he slammed into her hard and rough.
