Kayla squealed as her pants slid down her legs abruptly, and Christopher's were quick to follow.  She wet lips still engulfed her fingers after the temporary distraction, then she sat up and grabbed him voraciously, hungry for him to ram his throbbing cock into her, pulling him millimeters away from her cunt. She felt the temperature of his cock nearly inside her, and she grabbed him hard enough to incite excitement and a little dampness at the tip. She started stroking him lightly, and rubbing him on, up, and down her lips, easing at her taint, and coming back up again. She really got off on the build up of tension, and truly wanted him to manhandle her, and fuck her hard. She wanted his first experience to be memorable, and what better way to ensure that than by eliciting his primal, carnal instincts?