It would hurt; he'd forced into her twice, now, she knew that. But even the pain of a properly oriented coupling was preferable to the disgusting taboos that he was suggesting - using her hands upon him, or other parts of her body? Unthinkable! There was one place a man's member was meant to be.<br/><br/>Wincing a little at the deep pain in the sole of one foot, she slid away from the tree trunk a little, and shifted around to lay on her back. One hand glided down over her abraded torso, coming to rest upon the slight mound at the apex of her thighs, which slowly she spread - letting him see the peace offering that lay between.