Chapter 3

Her revelation aroused me to a pitch I had never before achieved. I pulled her closer against me, pressing the little nubbins of her nipples into my chest. My cock throbbed, down where it pushed against her thigh, and more of my pre-come gushed out, making her leg even more slippery from my hot flow. I groaned and whispered, "Oh, God, baby, I had no idea."

"That's why I got upset about Barbie--she got to live out my fantasy, my fantasy of making love with you."

I held her closer to me and whispered, "Baby, baby, I'm so sorry. If I'd only known..."

"Shhh, Daddy," Candy said, putting her lips to mine to stop my protests. Pulling her lips slightly away so that they barely touched mine, she said, "Here I am making you feel bad, and it wasn't your fault at all. I just wanted you to know that my feelings toward you are just like the ones you have for me." Her lips curved into a smile and she continued, "You DO have to make up for it, though. You have to do everything to me that you did to Barbie. Then you have to do more. I want you to do MORE to me than you did to Barbie. Daddy, I want us to do EVERYTHING. We've got a whole weekend, and you have to show and do everything to me."

I could hardly believe this was my little girl Candy telling me this. Pure, unadulterated lust flowed through me, and I felt hot all over. I growled deep in my throat and pushed her onto her back. Shifting up, I leaned down across her and put my chest down and crushed it against the firmness of her breasts. "Yes, baby, yes," I muttered. "We'll do everything. When we get through, there won't be anything we haven't done. I'm going to love you like I've never loved anyone before." Putting my mouth against hers, I drove my tongue into the warmth and wetness of her mouth. I used it wildly, its thrusts mirroring the heights of passion Candy's words had driven me to. She wrapped an arm around my back and pulled me even closer, growling in her throat as I had done. I shivered in anticipation of the weekend ahead of us--two whole days of nothing but loving.

As we kissed, I put a hand on her breasts. I stroked lightly across their undercurves and then moved up to their areolas. Alternating between them, I drew little circles around the nipples, lightly tracing my fingertips on the crinkly dark ovals crowning their fullness. She arched her back up toward my hand and murmured a soft "ummnnn" into my mouth. I touched the nipples, just brushing my fingers across them. She muttered an "Ahh" and arched her back even higher. Taking her breasts one at a time, I squeezed them and kneaded them gently, brushing my palm across the nipples as I did so. Her back was now several inches off the bed as she arched it up and offered her breasts for my caresses.

As much as I enjoyed touching her breasts, I was even more drawn to the area below. I remembered how wet and pink her furrow had been when she removed her pajama bottoms, and I longed to touch her there, to put my fingers into that cleft of womanhood she had revealed to me. Taking my hand away from her breasts, I slowly moved it down her front. When I came to the little indentation of her navel, I drew a little circle around it with my fingertips, just brushing lightly and teasingly. Leaving her little belly-button, I moved lower. With just the tips of my fingers, I drew a line down the little roundedness of her belly, down to where her temple of Venus was hidden away. She gasped at the touch and shivered, the muscles of her stomach tensing up in anticipation of my hand reaching its goal. As my fingers moved into the forest of her black pubic hair, Candy bent her legs at the knees and drew her feet up. When I at last found her hidden furrow, she moved her knees apart and opened herself up to fully receive my invading hand. After my hand found its goal, I moved two fingers into the channel. Her labial lips were swollen, filled by her arousal. Using two fingers, I stroked the inside of one from near the bottom up to the top, to where it joined the other. As I stroked slowly upward, my fingers came to her clitoris. It was huge--far larger than any I had ever encountered before, like a hard acorn centered in her furrow, forcing the lips to gape open around it. Candy jerked her hips and gasped as my fingers barely brushed against its sensitivity. Using the same two fingers, I traced down the other puffed-out lip and followed it back down to where it widened out. The whole area between her legs was slick and creamy, coated with the evidence of her newly revealed passion. I was amazed at how aroused she was. Realizing that I had lived with this little nymph for nineteen years and had never seen evidence of her feelings for me nor recognized the depths of her sensuality filled me with a sense of wonder.

Dipping my fingers into the wide area of her vulva, I found the entrance to her tunnel. I traced my finger around the opening, toying with its edges, and then slipped a finger tip into the recess. Her hips moved up against my probing finger and her tongue went wild in my mouth. I continued my probing until almost half my finger was inserted into her. Her hips undulated against my hand as her pussy sought to imitate the fuck it was longing to receive. Responding to my touches, she was soon panting into my mouth, barely able to sustain our kiss.

I twisted my finger in slow gyrations, stretching and teasing the tight entrance to her vagina. Reacting to the motions, she squirmed her hips in counter circles, and my hand was soon slick with her juices, almost as if it had been bathed in her girl flow. Finally having my hand where it had been in so many of my fantasies made my blood race. My cock throbbed against her side, pulsing as if it had a life of its own, eager to replace my finger and delve into Candy's tight, hot inner body.

I slowly extracted my finger from within Candy and let it trace a path right up the center of her wet furrow. Just touching lightly, I slowly moved it up to where it came against her swollen, bulging clitoris. Moving my finger tip on top of the hard little knob, I caressed it with just the gentlest of strokes. Its hood was pulled back, allowing full access to its firm, sensitive flesh. Candy murmured, "Oh, God," saying the words right into my mouth. Her hips began to jerk and twist, and she shoved them against my hand, pressing herself hard against me. Suddenly, her stomach started shuddering in little spasms and her knees jerked together, clamping my hand between them.

Still able to move my finger, I continued the soft strokes of Candy's swollen, exposed clitoris. She flung an arm across my shoulder and dug her fingers into my back, moaning into my mouth. Unable to bear the escalation of pleasure any longer, she dropped both arms by her sides, and using them and her feet for leverage, thrust her hips up, arching her back a full foot off the bed. The small shudders that had shaken her belly before increased in their intensity and her hips were soon jerking and twisting. Pulling her mouth from mine, she moved her head to the side and moaned, "Ohhh, God, Daddy." I could feel the hand next to me clutch the sheet as she balled it up into a fist. Suddenly she went rigid, the muscles of her stomach and thighs straining and hard. She moved her head from side to side and muttered, "Ahh, Ahh." Then she arched her head back, straining it against the pillow, and screamed, "Dadddieee! Ooohhhh, God, Daddiiee!"

The whole insides of her legs convulsed against my hand and spasms undulated up and down her furrow, moving against my finger in wave after wave. They continued like this for at least thirty seconds before gradually decreasing. She was moaning continuously, a soft crooning sound of rapture. Slowly, the spasms became less intense and she gradually relaxed, the muscles in her thighs and stomach softening. Her legs moved apart, releasing my hand from their grasp. Her hips slowly descended until her back once again was on the bed. Still breathing hard, she whispered, "I came Daddy. Oh, God, I just came and came and came. I've longed for this so much that I knew all it would take was one touch between my legs and I'd be gone. Ohhh, Daddy, that was sooo good. That's the best it's ever been for me."

"Later on, it will get even better," I said.

"I'll die if it does. I don't think I can bear anything better."

"You will, baby, you will. And it will only get better, sweetheart. Better and better."

Candy's hand was right next to where my cock touched her side. She moved it to where her fingers came into contact with my shaft and lightly stroked them up and down its length, spreading the wetness of my pre-come over its surface. Wrapping her fingers around my cock, she whispered, "How about now? Can we start right now? I want you to feel what I just felt. I tell from how hard you are that you're ready." She gave my shaft a hard squeeze and continued, "Daddy, let's fuck now. I want to feel this up inside me, deep inside me. I want to feel you when you come. I want you to come long and hard just like I did."

"Yes, baby, if you're ready for it, we'll do it right now. But remember, with this being your first time, it might hurt a little. I'll try to be as gentle as possible, but sometimes nothing can prevent a girl from experiencing some pain the first time. It usually doesn't last long, though--the pleasure soon drives the pain away."

"I know I told you I was a virgin, and that's so--I've never fucked before. But one time when I was listening to you and Momma I got pretty carried away and pushed my fingers in real deep. I felt something tear, and it hurt a little. I even found a little blood on me the next morning. Since I did that back then, it may not hurt this time."

My mind formed a mental picture of her playing with herself in bed, getting so aroused that she deflowered herself, and my cock jerked in response to the image. I was finding out more and more about my daughter that I hadn't even suspected. More and more I was finding how sexual she was, how passion had ran just below her surface, unrevealed until now. She wasn't any longer my little girl--she was a passionate, fully matured female, ready and eager for me to bring her sexuality to complete fruition. Even though I was in one way disappointed that it wouldn't be me who ridded her of her maidenhead, I was relieved that I wouldn't have to bring her the pain of defloweration.

"It sounds like you took care of your maidenhead then. You're right, it probably won't hurt now. Still, though, let's not take any chances. We'll do it the way that a virgin should do it the first time, with you on top."

Candy smiled a soft smile and said, "Like I saw you and Momma doing it? Just like I dreamed about? Oh, yes, let's do it like that. It will be like it was when I went back to bed and pretended, only it will be real this time. This time I really will have you inside me." She squirmed her hips around, and with excitement showing in her voice, said, "Oh, God, let's do it right now. Just thinking about it sends shivers through me." She took my hand and moved it down to her vee, pressing it into her wet flesh. "Feel how wet I am. Just feel how ready I am."

I could hardly believe the sheer wantonness of that action. She had just finished a shuddering orgasm and now she was asking for more--asking me, no, almost begging me, to fuck her. Her passion was far greater than I could have fantasized about even in my wildest of fantasy and I trembled in lust, trembled with an overpowering desire to give her what she wanted: to have my cock buried to its base in her young body.

I turned over on my back, my cock thrusting up erect and quivering from my groin. I looked down at it and its head was inflamed, a dark plum color. It was wet, too, the flow of my pre-come dribbling down and drenching it. I touched Candy and said, "Get up over me. Straddle me so that you can lower yourself down on me."

Candy did as I said, putting her knees on each side of my hips, her vee just above my straining cock. Her furrow gaped open, and her swatch of hair was wet, clinging to her pubis in little curls. I reached down and held my cock still, pointing it right up to the entrance to Candy's vagina. "Now, baby, lower yourself down on me. Do it real slow and easy. Take just as much as you comfortably can. If it starts to hurt, just stop and let the pain pass. This way, you're in control. You get to set the pace."

With a frown of concentration on her face, Candy lowered her hips until my cock made contact with her wet furrow. She squirmed, positioning herself until the head of my cock nudged into the recess of her sheath. Tilting her head back slightly, she closed her eyes and slowly lowered herself onto my hardness, engulfing it in her hot, wet flesh.

Although she was incredibly tight, the combination of her lubrication and my pre-come facilitated penetration. One inch of my cock disappeared and then another. Candy let out her breath and then lowered herself until her pussy had swallowed about half my shaft. The walls of her tunnel pressed tightly around its hard invader and created some of the most pleasurable sensations I could recall. I had thought my first journey into Barbie's pussy was one of my most memorable experiences, but it paled in comparison to the pleasure that now rushed through my body.

Thus far, other than feeling my cock force the walls of her tunnel apart, there been no obstruction, no obstacles to my journey into the depths of Candy's body. Her maidenhead no longer existed. It looked like we would be free to continue without the inconvenience of even momentary pain. She still had her eyes closed, though, and the slight frown was still on her face. "You okay, sweetheart?" I asked. "Is it hurting any?"

She opened her eyes and smiled. "No... it doesn't hurt. It's just a strange, new feeling--like my whole belly is filling up." She leaned forward, putting her hands by my side, and forced more of her pussy down over my cock. "My belly is filling up with my Daddy's cock," she murmured, almost to herself. Then, with a grunt and a sudden downward thrust of her hips, she impaled herself on the remaining portion of my cock. At last, I was all the way in her, my cock buried completely in Candy's teenage pussy. Having accomplished her goal, she leaned down, letting her breasts brush across my chest, and whispered, "Ah, all of it. All of Daddy's cock... all the way inside me." Thank goodness she stayed still. If she had moved even an inch, I would have filled her pussy right then and there with my come. Finally achieving my desire to make love with Candy was so arousing that it would have taken little more to send me beyond my already stretched-to-the-limit control.

For long moments, we remained motionless like that--pubic hair intermeshed and pubic bones pressed together. Even without motion, it was pure, unabated pleasure. The warmth and moisture of her vagina pressing in on all portions of my cock felt so good I would have gladly remained like that for hours, just savoring the pleasure, enjoying the contact of our sexual flesh. Eventually, though, Candy lifted herself until her torso was erect above me. Using her knees and thighs, she raised herself about an inch, withdrawing the sheath of her vagina from off my cock by that amount. Then, reversing the motion, she once again came down, taking all my cock back inside her warm confines. As she hit bottom, she squirmed herself against the hardness of my pubis, grinding her clitoris on it. "Ohhh, yes," she muttered. She repeated the action one more time, bringing the hard nubbin of her clitoris into even harder contact with the base of my cock. Then, holding still, she looked down at me and said, "I did it, Daddy. Just like in my dreams, I got all my Daddy's cock up into my belly." She lifted herself even higher than before, and then thrust down hard on me. "Daddy, we're fucking. We're finally, finally fucking!"

Using just a little rocking motion, Candy moved back and forth, moving her pussy up and down my cock in little short strokes. Right above me, her breasts jiggled from the motion. If nothing else had indicated the extent of her arousal, her breasts would have. The nipples were fully erect and jutting straight out. Even the areolas around them were swollen and puffed out, their crinkles gone. Unable to resist them, I put my hands up and made love to those firm, magnificent globes. She put her hands on top of mine and pressed them into her flesh, pressing them deeply into the pillows of her femininity.

Gradually, Candy increased her tempo, bouncing up and down at a faster pace. As she did, the up-and-down strokes became longer, and my pleasure climbed to meet hers. I felt shudders and little contractions of pleasure grasp her pussy, causing it to squeeze down on my cock. I knew from that that she was having a series of mini-orgasms that would intensify until they combined into one big one. She murmured her pleasure each time a contraction hit and moaned in joy from the feeling.

Candy took my hands away from her breasts and then leaned down to where our faces were only inches apart. "I'm fucking you, Daddy. How do you like it? Did Barbie do this to you?"

"No, sweetheart, Barbie and I didn't do it like this. This is just for you and me."

"Good," she said, putting her mouth on mine and driving her tongue into my mouth.

Candy stretched herself so that she now lay on top of me in the classic missionary position. She moved her pussy up and down on my shaft, using long strokes. Combined with them, she gyrated her hips in circles, twisting her pussy around my cock with each of her strokes. The motions were working their spell on me, but they were affected her even more. Her mini-orgasms were almost continuous now and her juices were flowing out and covering my balls and running down the crack of my ass. We were making a marvelous wet spot.

I reached down and caressed the smooth skin of her buttocks. I could feel their muscles clench up each time she thrust down and then feel them rise on each of her up strokes. Her stomach muscles pressed against mine and the shudders and contractions that moved through them transferred to mine. I spread my legs apart and lifted them, wrapping them around her waist. Using them for leverage, I started reciprocating her thrusts, driving upward to meet each of her downward thrusts. We were soon panting into each other's mouths, climbing the ascent toward orgasm at a breakneck speed.

Candy started softly muttering, "Oh, God... Oh, God... Oh, God," gradually increasing the pace of her hip motions. Suddenly, she pulled her face away of mine and threw her head back with eyes closed. "Oh, God, Daddy!" The little shudders and contractions that she had had earlier now became hard convulsions, shaking her and causing her whole pelvis to tremble. Using my legs, I pulled her groin hard against mine and ground my pubic bone into her clitoris. She collapsed against me, her breasts crushed against my chest, and shook and panted as her orgasm took control of her, shaking her with its ecstasy.

Gradually, her shudders lessened and she relaxed against me, totally spent from the intensity of the orgasm. She lifted her up and softly said, "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, sweetheart," I answered.

"You didn't come, did you?" she asked.

"Not yet. But I'm not far from it."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Daddy. I told you I wanted you to have the same kind of pleasure I had, and all I did was have it all over again and leave you high and dry."

I chuckled and said, "Who said I was through?"

She grinned and said, "Not me."

I lifted Candy from off me and turned her on her back. Getting on my knees, I moved up between her legs. I took hold of each of her legs and spread them wide apart, lifting them up with knees bent so they formed a saddle for me. Then I moved a pillow to her hips and lifted her so I could put it under them. Now she was ready for me. My cock throbbed in anticipation of entry into the wide-open pussy that lay before it, just inches away. Now I was ready to show her some REAL fucking, ready to show her how a cock and pussy were really supposed to fit together. Candy watched me throughout all this, silent, eyes wide.

Grasping my cock by the base, I ran its head up and down her furrow, concentrating on her clitoris. Then I guided it down to her tunnel, still open from her fucking me, and nudged it into her. Thrusting my hips forward slowly, I pushed my cock into Candy's body. Soon, it was down to where its base was pushed firmly into the wet, pink flesh of her furrow. I pulled it out and then thrust it back in, hard and fast. Since she had already come, I didn't have to have any concern about her being satisfied--it was my time now, time for me to fully enjoy the pleasure of her body, to live out the fantasy of fucking the young, hot body of my little girl.

I lifted both of Candy's legs up, spreading the vee of her vulva wide, exposing all the wet flesh of her furrow. I could see where my cock entered into her, and I shoved hard, watching it as it drove in until my belly thrust into her wetness. I pulled out until just the head was left inside her and thrust in again, pushing as hard as I could. Stretching my legs out below me, I put my hands along side her shoulders and started pistoning in and out as hard and fast as I could go. Candy spread her legs out all the way and put them over mine, her ankles locked across my calves. As I came down on my thrusts, she raised her hips up with a thrust of her own. Her eyes were even wider now, and she grunted, "Oh, God, Daddy!"

"Is this hurting you, baby?" I asked.

"Hurting? Oh, God, no! It's just so good, it's almost unbelievable." As she hunched her hips up to meet me, she murmured, "Ummmnnnn." She reached up and grasped my shoulders with her hands and said, "Oh, I love it this way. I love it hard and fast." She moved her legs from my calves and wrapped them around my hips, and hunching her hips up toward me, muttered, "Ooooh, I'm going to come AGAIN! Oh, God, Daddy, DO IT! Do it hard... HARD!"

Putting my hands under her hips, I continued to drive my cock in and out of her clutching, clenching hot tunnel. "Yeah, baby, hard, hard," I murmured. I could feel my orgasm building to a crescendo. I had waited so long to finally make love to Candy that it had built up to one of the highest peaks of my life. The way her hot flesh clutched against mine, the slippery friction of oily flesh rubbing against oily flesh, was taking me beyond any point of control. I was panting like a runner doing a marathon and the pressure of my semen was a volcano ready to erupt. I felt her pussy tighten down on my cock and the muscles of her belly tighten. Her buttocks clenched in my hands, drawing up into little knots. In a half-moan, half-cry, she screamed, "Ohhhhhh, Daddy! Ohhhhh, oh, oh, oooooooohhhhhh!" She opened her eyes and moaned, "Oh, God, come now. Come with me. Come with your little girl."

Hearing her words and feeling her body writhe in my grasp was too much for me. I had already been on the edge of orgasm, and her actions pushed me over the crest. I drove my cock in, as deep as I could get it, and held it there. My buttocks now clenched just as hers were doing and my cock contracted. Then, almost like a cannon shot, a jet of come spurted out of my cock into the depths of her flesh. Candy felt it and shoved her hips up even tighter to me. She put a hand behind my head and brought mouth to wide open mouth. With both our mouths open and seeking, we kissed, our tongues stroking and caressing the other's.

Gush after gush spurted from my cock. It filled her pussy and spread over my cock and coated it with warm slipperiness. Candy's hips pushed up hard up against me, her pussy pressed against the base of my cock, jerking against me with little stabbing motions. The flow of my sperm had intensified her orgasm and we were both at the peak of our rapture, writhing in ecstasy.

I pulled my cock out and then drove it back in again, and Candy murmured her approval. As I pushed in, I felt my sperm gush out and cover both of us. It dripped down on my balls and I knew that a whole stream had to be flowing down between her legs and drenching the bed. It had to be the wettest fuck I had ever had, and I loved the wetness.

Our peaks passed slowly, gradually ebbing away into just little tremors and sighs. The wild abandon of our kiss changed into a gentle tenderness. Oh, God," I thought, "I've just fucked my own daughter, my little girl, the person I love most in this world." She moved slightly, restirring the pleasure. "And it was the best fuck I've ever had."

I pulled my lips away from hers slightly and she said, "Ummnnn, God, Daddy. That was incredible." She hunched her hips up to mine, pressing her sperm coated pussy against me and with a big smile said, "You were right. Now I know what REAL fucking is." She hunched her hips up and said, "It even still feels good, doesn't it?" Not waiting for an answer, she pulled my mouth back down to hers for a slow, languid kiss.

She was right--it did still feel good. Even though my cock had lost a little of its rigidity, it was still firm, filling the entire cavity of her pussy. The fact that it was Candy under me, her pussy holding my cock in its warm grasp, played games with my libido, keeping me hard despite my having one of the most intense orgasms of my life. I pulled my cock out and shoved it back, testing myself. Yes, it WAS still good. I felt like I could go on forever. Go on forever with Candy.

She felt my stroke and shoved against it, murmuring into my mouth. Her hand stroked the back of my neck, a caress reflecting her feelings toward me. Now we were more than father and daughter, our love had a new dimension, a new depth and breadth. She broke our kiss, licking my lips in the process, and whispered, "Are you going to fuck me again, right now?"

"Do you want me to?"

"YES! Oh, God, yes. Can you?"

I pulled my cock out and shoved it back in, saying, "What does than tell you?"

Candy grinned and said, "That tells me that my Daddy is about to fuck his little girl again." She pulled her pussy down, letting my cock slip out a little, and then shoved back up, taking it back inside. "Yes, Daddy, do it again. Let's do it over and over again, until we can't do it anymore."

I pulled out and got up on my knees, saying, "Let's use another position. This time let's play like we're boy dog and girl dog."

Candy grinned, immediately catching on, and got up on her hands and knees, her beautiful ass turned toward me. She turned her head back toward me and smiling, said, "Is this right, Daddy?"

Was it right? With that sweet little ass stuck up in the air for me, it was more than right--it was perfect. Her whole bottom was wet from where my come had run down between her legs, and the furrow of her pussy was overflowing from come still oozing out her pussy. Seeing her like that brought all the rigidity back to my cock, and my lust that had declined slightly after my orgasm returned in full force. My cock quivered in anticipation of getting back inside of the hot sexual flesh presented in open invitation before me. I groaned and thrust my shaft up between her legs, pushing it into the wetness of her furrow, seeking Candy's hot, come-dripping hole.

Running my cock up and down the channel, I found the opening to her sheath and pushed it in, thrusting my hips forward slowly. My belly at last made contact with her buttocks, making a wet sound. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her in even closer to me, swinging my balls up to where they made contact with her clitoris. I pulled out and then thrust in hard, forcing her hips forward. She folded her arms and laid her head on them so as to steady her ass for my attack. Turning her head back to me, she said, "I like it this way. You go in so deep... deeper than ever before. I can feel your cock going way up inside me." She squirmed her slick buttocks against me and murmured, "Ummnnnn, it feels so good this way."

Even though Candy's pussy was still tight, my cock had opened it up considerably. That, coupled with way my previous deposit of sperm increased her lubrication, allowed me to really ram her. From that position, I didn't have to worry about crushing her, and I allowed my lust full play. Gripping her hips, I held her in place and drove in and out of her like a piledriver. Each of my thrusts moved her forward, driving her head into the pillow. She was my lust toy, and I used her body to give me the utmost pleasure possible. With each of my thrusts I muttered, "Yes, baby, deep... oh, sweet pussy... ummm, sweet little girl pussy... oh, God, baby, good, good, good."

I wasn't the only one getting pleasure from my pistoning thrusts. Each time I thrust against Candy, she grunted and pushed back hard against me. The cheeks of her ass spread apart and her buttocks flattened against my belly each time I drove into her. As I pulled out, the entrance to her pussy stretched out, clasping my cock as if reluctant to lose contact. We became one creature, fused together in a sphere of pure pleasure. We moaned and muttered our pleasure, inarticulate sounds of lust being completely and fully satisfied.

Leaning across Candy's back, I put my hands under her and caressed her hanging breasts, kneading the firm projections and rubbing across the firm nipples. She moved her shoulders up slightly, giving me more room to play with her sensitive nipples. After giving them sufficient attention, I moved my hands lower, down to her drenched sexual area. Using the fingers of both hands, I thoroughly explored the top portion of her wet channel. I felt it widen with each of my thrusts and then come back together as I withdrew. Two of my fingers found her clitoris and rubbed it while the others caressed the inner portions of her labial lips. Feeling her wetness, feeling it as it soaked my hands, served only to intensify the eroticism of the contact. She squirmed her ass and tried to move her legs together as my fingers strummed across her love button.