The taste was not particularly good or bad. Strange she would admit upon asked, but not so much that she was unwilling to clean it all up. How warm and filling it was did leave a lasting impression on her leaving her to question how it would feel elsewhere.

Her question would be answered soon enough and was dropped in favor of listening to him. She nodded with a light smile and the weight of his hands on her hips brought a sense of protection to her. He would do no harm intentionally and she knew already it would hurt at first.

With a size like his it surely would hurt, but she would manage and take what she could of him inside. As he guided her down, discomfort came leaving her to tense of up. There wasn't much inside at all yet, so she went on giving him a soft look and slipping down more.

Right now it hurt more than it felt good. Yet she could feel the latter growing and her wet walls were more willing to accept him as they went on.