This time when she pulled the dress off and stood naked I moved up to her, pressing my dick against her as I jerked it, letting my fingers slide down ...er flat belly to part her thighs a little to rub her sweet cunt lips, feeling it part for me and suck my fingers in. "Be fucking quick and be fucking quiet then!" she whispered to me before turning round, holding onto the walls of the room and opening her legs as I moved in behind her and eagerly pushed my dick up between her legs. Smiling, I let. ‘You knew. You knew it was you I always wanted’ Jenna whispered. ‘No, I knew I have always wanted you. I only dreamed about you feeling the same way’ I said honestly a little louder than a whisper. ‘Shhhh…let’s not welcome any interruptions’ Jenna said as she unbuttoned my shorts and slipped them off. Slowly she pushed my panties to the floor and raised my shirt over my head. ‘Mmmm, easier access. No bra today Belle?’ With that she pulled her shirt over her head and exposed her beautiful. I was confused by the whole experience. I’d never - ever - had an anxiety attack before. Now I knew what they felt like, and I didn’t like it one bit. Loss of control was anathema to me.A few minutes later, my breathing almost back to normal, Kate and I finally talked.As we lay spooned together, I confessed that I was having serious trouble separating sex from sentiment. As my feelings had grown for her, so too had my difficulty watching her with other people. Particularly other men. “I thought. Only I have to do it in a very natural movement and so it doesn't seen rehearsed. The major problem is that I have to slow my native DC speech down to the more southern slower speech.One of my habits, is when I am thinking about something, I purse my lips. Sometimes, I stroke my upper lip and then pull on my left ear lobe twice before realizing what I am doing.Now that my head is healing from my medical problem, I need to pick up my life again and become active after I heal. After all, I am.