It was certainly was right. Eddie could hardly catch his breath, and his body was buzzing from the effort. He didn't have any proper words for it either. It all happened so fast-one minute it was a snog, then the next her bra was off, her hands were down his trousers and then it was just fucking up one way and down the other. He hadn't known he had the stores to cum so many times in a night, and he was glad his flat had very thick walls and his sister wasn't due home...well, come to think of it, he ought to send off an owl soon. Wouldn't due to skip out on the opportunity for more naked time by worrying if his sister came home half way through.
"Yes it certainly was," he answered lazily, smiling and making little satisfied sounds as she ran her hands over his naked form. For his part, her curves were proving addictive. He'd never in his life seen tits as fine as hers, and add to it her quick mind and willingness to try new things and the fact that he rather liked her, well...it certainly made things interesting. Her questions though, were ones of very different sorts.
"Hmm," he said, drawing lazy circles on her breasts with his index finger, "To the first, I learned it the way any good boy does-by listening and having ample practice. As for the second, I'm hoping we're calling it a good start." He widened his smile, turning it a bit wicked. "I didn't know we needed to name it just yet, Red. And I'm not on a mission yet. And you're still as free an agent as ever. But if you wanted to do that again, and much more of it, well...couldn't say I'd be adverse." He paused and gave her a long, searching look. "Though you're right, it does make it a bit complicated. Because I'm not going to be able to see you without thinking of how good you felt around my cock, up against my wall and everything in between. Nor the sound you made just now. Not sure what you call that pitch, but I think we might have raised the dead."