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    So Jen slipped her hand behind her and found his member. She took it in her hand and started to squeeze it slow and steady, gently giving it a few tugs now and again. Rick's body responded accordingly, but it took longer than she thought it would have. It wasn't until he started to murmur something in his sleep that she realized that he must be dreaming and that was why it was taking so long to get him turned on. But eventually he was turned on, and slowly coming to. He started to knead her breasts and pinch her nipples. Jen loved it when people played with her tits, and she especially loved it when they pinched her nipples. Rick was good at it, his hands smooth and supple, and his movements deft and sure. It was just the kind of thing that made her glad that there were men in the world that could please her, and that she'd found Rick.
    Soon, spooning while they groped each other wasn't enough, and Rick pushed his way toward the end of the bed. For a moment, Jen didn't know what he was going to do, even though it was clear that he was going to go down on her. She was just so turned on and lost in the moment that she was having trouble thinking straight. When Jake took her into his mouth she gasped and arched her back, her breasts bouncing and hitting her in the chin. Rick definitely knew what he was doing and wasn't shy about doing it to her. The way he would take her into his mouth, the most sensitive parts of her body, and roll them around with his tongue—it was enough to drive her crazy. Jen took both of her hands and placed them on the back of Rick's head. She pushed, but not too hard. But hard enough so that there was no way that he didn't know that he should keep doing what he was doing. It was great how he was pleasing her orally, most guys wouldn't do that on the first time being together, and some guys just wouldn't do it at all.
    “Oh, Rick,” Jen gasped. “Oh, baby. Just keep going like that. Just like that. Oh my God, you make me feel fucking good. Just like that baby. Just like that, please don't stop! I love it! You're going to make me come.”
    Rick kept going, doubling his efforts to make Jen orgasm. She could feel how much work he was putting into it and that was turning her on even more. It felt so fucking good. Any second she was going to come. She could feel it building up in her. It was something like electricity circling through her body. All of a sudden she came.
    “Oh Jesus,” Jen said. “Holy fuck, Rick, I'm coming!”
    Waves of pleasure rocked through her body as she came again and again. It felt so good to just come like that, right in Rick's mouth. When she finished, she realized that Rick wasn't finished with her. He moved up her body and before she knew it was pressing his member against her womanhood. She arched her back, then pressed herself into him. When he was all the way inside of her, her eyes rolled back in her head. Jen just couldn't believe how good Rick felt, and how much more of him she wanted even though he was inside of her.
    They made love slowly, tenderly, even though Rick was a tattooed bad boy rock star. It was fun to be with him like this, the way his hands roved her body, touching everything but never stopping long enough to cease the exploring. She loved it and kissed him deeply, feeling his tongue in her mouth and moaning again and again. Rick kept moving faster and faster, and Jen knew that he was going to come any second.
    “Oh God,” Rick panted. “Oh, holy shit you feel so good. I don't know how much longer I'm going to last. I think I'm going to come. Holy shit I think I'm going to fucking come!”
    Then it was Rick's turn to arch his back in ecstasy. It was a beautiful thing to have great sex, and Jen fell asleep by Rick on the bed.

Chapter 9
     
    A few hours later Jen woke before Rick and realized that having sex might make things a little more complicated between them. Or maybe it wouldn't. It kind of depended on