She'd been blushing hotly when Tarek started to move her up and down, figuring that was what she was suppose to be doing.   What he meant when he said<em>"ride." </em>When he made that odd purring moan she instantly looked up, head cock to the side.  What was that!  I've never heard him make that noise before.   Eyes watched his face as he moved his hand up to her breast, a hint of wonder at what men in general found so appealing about breasts.   Either way, she started to raise and lower herself like he had shown her, though hers was more of a slide and pull, but it caused a very very different sensation then previously.   Lips had made a little<em>"oh"</em>as she rocked back and forth using her knees and hands to move herself.<br/><br/>It was different right off the bat as her clit felt a brush with each movement she made.<strong> "I see... I see why..."</strong>She spoke it quietly mostly to herself as she focused selfishly on her own pleasure.   Eyes rolled back as she not so much lifted and dropped herself but rather rocked herself back and forth.   Every inch of him was nearly buried inside of her, and that last bit kept nudging at her very core.  It didn't pierce it and slip into her womb but it surely loosened it's tight pucker.  She rocked back and forth until he sat up and found herself opening her eyes to his chest only to lift her gaze upwards. Lashes flickered closed as his lips found her neck and throat, each touch of his lips brought a little moan from her mouth. Hands, which had been tentative at first, now rose up to his neck and shoulder, to curl her hands over him.  It forced their bodies closer and each rock of her hips was a brush against that sensitive little nub.<strong>"Oh god... oh why does it feel so good?"</strong>Mouth lifted to his suddenly eager to taste him, to feel his mouth against her own.   For the first time, showing desire in her actions.