She saw that and gave a smile.Our day’s plan was to roam around as she would show me the city and then have lunch at a nice place. And for the eveni...g, we had an Oyo room booked. During the day, she showed me a few nice places on her scooty.During the ride, I would hold her tightly and also press her thighs. After lunch, we went to our hotel room (oh, by the way, I had bought some condoms, whipped cream, nutella, and chocolate syrup on the way).As soon as we entered our room, we hugged each. He returned to the small of her back, and began to repeat the process. He delighted in the feel of her smooth skin against his fingers. After months of fantasy, he was actually touching her naked skin. Her ass was still brushing against his penis through the fabric of his slacks and the silky panties she had made him wear under his pants.She moaned lightly, and he replied with a soft moan of his own.“You can’t come, slave,” she said firmly.“I can’t come, Mistress,” he replied in a hoarse. He heard the shower being turned on, and the soft pattering against the glass door to the shower of cascading water. As she gently hummed a tune under her breath, as she did every morning, he thought of her undressing for her shower and bit his lip lightly… lowering the dressing gown; it brushed her hips, revealing her secrets from the night before, and her soft, warm skin.He envisaged her face; petit and bearing that incredible smile she always wore, in all perfect proportions her sapphire. When I removed her coat she only had a nightgown on. It was a long cotton one, but there was nothing under it but mom. I started rubbing her appendages. The child watched me and was soon helping.I picked mom up and carried her into the bathroom. I started the shower and walked into it clothes and all with her in my arms. The water was not that warm. I remembered reading somewhere that a hypothermia victim should be returned to normal temperatures slowly.While she was warming, I was slowly.