Eroma

he took his rising penis and fitted it into her vagina. She was learning rapidly on every front. She would be a good player. She plumped down on him, making the penetration complete. Tip touched cervix, completing the connection.
They went into another joint orgasm, kissing avidly. It was as intense and wonderful as the first one.
In due course they relaxed, still kissing. At last they disengaged. “Fotina, I think I love you a little,” he said.
“And I love you. More than a little.”
“But now we really must get on with the game, lest we both wash out. We can’t do each other any more good by exchanging, so I think we need to separate for the rest of this round.”

The slit became an expanding hole. The fit was snug, but her flesh yielded graciously.

Then at last he fitted his penis into the slit of her vagina and pushed in slowly.

“Lie on the bed, on your back. Spread your legs.”
She lay on the bed and spread her legs. Her eyes were tightly closed