Sarah Jane continued to gasp a little and make noises of pleasure, they had sweetness almost an innocence about them, yet occasionally they had the edge of need. Certainly her body appeared ready and wanting. Her thighs were wide , her sex unfurled and darkened. Those slender hips moved again, bucked a little. The noises of pleasure mingled then with the scent of Sarah Jane’s arousal. Her hand continued to caress and explore his member, becoming less afraid of it, and knowing that she wanted it within her. “Please…will …will it ‘urt…” After all it did seem rather large.<br/><br/>“Please…show me….whot ya…want….” Her body looked a little frail, she was small and slight, yet everything about it along with her pleads and her exuding femininity was or at least seems to be filling the room.<br/><br/>It was then he asked the question of her, Sarah Jane moaned again as her foggy brain registered it.  “Why…” she took another breath feeling the heat between her legs as she continued to stroke his shaft. “I feel it…need ta be joined…I….I… fink…lave…burns in aver places. Please…let me be wif ya… everyfing want ta be …ta be like one.”<br/><br/><br/>