of his handsome face. I slid off of him to the side once more, and kissed him again, and he pulled me closer to him and kissed me back, fiercely, deeply, passionately, more so than I had ever been kissed before.

Ron rolled over on top of me, his huge frame crushing me into my own bed, and growled “God, that was good! It’s great that we did that - it’s great that it was with you the first time!”

I looked up at the man-mountain on top of me, and hugged him fiercely to myself, all the while wondering why, when he was fucking me, it seemed all my universe was contained in one droplet of cum from the tip of his cock, but when my own rod was buried in his own ass, it seemed so de-personalized, non-specific, as if I were fucking any ol’ body? Obviously, Ron was not the only one in this bed who had a lot to learn – but that is another story, for another time…