The position that she held was precarious and she prayed that she would not lose her balance and hit the ground. Landing on her ass would be rather humiliating to say the very least. It was only his hand that gripped her hip as he guided her onto him that kept her from finally falling down.  Layla kissed him back hungrily, squirming as she felt him filling her up again, stretching her open once more.  Her body had gone back to its usual position, shrunk back up to her normal tightness. "Ohhhhh," she moaned.  Her body was far from being virgin but she did know exercises that her grandmother had told her about to keep her body fit for her husband's enjoyment after she'd gotten married.<br/><br/>He was far more gentle than she expected and wondered if that would change, or if he was always so sweet.  Did he want her to climb him? The position was awkward and hard to maintain due to their height differences. He wouldn't be able to fully penetrate her without injuring himself.<br/><br/>Biting her lip she made a judgment call and gripped his shoulder, pulling herself up his body, her knees grasping his hips while she got situated, and then she wrapped her legs around him while clinging to his arms, hands gripping his muscles.  Using her ass and hips she slowly lifted herself up and down his shaft, moaning softly.<br/>