Perhaps Judy's guidance had an effect, or perhaps after a while of thrusting, Joy started to adapt. Her body no longer felt so rigid and began to soften, and the pain in her lower region became less pronounced.
As the pain gradually faded, intense pleasure took its place. Her tight little hole was filled with a thick penis, and the friction of the folds and ridges felt exceptionally tight and powerful. Each thrust made the young girl's delicate flower tremble with delight, an indescribable beauty. Each withdrawal caused her tender flesh inside her honey pot to convulse, releasing a considerable amount of love juices. Gradually, Joy began to actively arch her back and move her hips in sync with the man's thrusts.
