"Do you know what I mean by a border?" she said. My hand worked its way up a thigh.
"I think so?" I said, putting the interrogative onto the end of what wasn't actually a question.
"The border fits into the frame, so you put... " She spread her legs for me to settle myself between. "...the border on first... and then the picture, so you can't see the edges of the picture."
"Ah, I see," I said, lowering myself down and pushing my cockhead against her pussy lips. "Yes, let's do that. Or if I can't find one we could make one out of cardboard."
"Aaaaaaaah," she said as I slid my whole penis over her soft folds and deeply into her in one smooth stroke.