There was nothing quite like the sensation of Tarek filling her, or of his body moving inside of her own.   It wasn't true pleasure as it was peppered with pain but it wasn't painful enough to demand him to stop.   It was just odd, possibly because she had nothing to compare it to, nothing to judge it against.   Before the limit of her knowledge had been some feeling up, some dry humping and lots of making out.   This... well Tarek destroyed those other memories, stomped all over them and replaced them with the sensation of his cock moving in and out of her body.   Even though her eyes swam with tears, she wasn't crying.   It wasn't due to pain or sorrow but rather startled shock, shock of sensation that was crawling up her spine and spreading down her limbs.   Mina's eyes focused on Tarek when he said she was good.   It might have confused her and made her brain spin off to question his words but with him still buried inside of her and now beginning to move inside of her.. well his words were forgotten.<br/><br/>Thighs stayed wrapped around his hips even as her back warmed the cool shower wall behind her, clinging to him despite the wild array of sensations turning her into a girl on fire.   A throaty moan poured from her lips when his mouth sealed over her breast, capturing and teasing her still hard nipples.   Each flick of his tongue seemed to pull on the invisible string attached to her clit, making her hips jump slightly even as he continued to move within her.   Hands, unsure on where to go or what to do simply clung to him, holding on to the bulk of his mass as a guide and for strength.