I looked at her, unsure of what to say. She was smiling at me and just said, “Is that better?” I just nodded my head at her. I tried to answer yes... but only a gurgling sound came out. “There’s no need to tell anyone about this. Ok?” she said. I nodded again and she got off the bed and put her dressing gown on. “Have a sleep in now. I’ll call you when breakfast is ready.” She picked up her wet undies and left the room. I lay there, excited beyond belief, knowing that this was a lifetime first. She loved the weight of a boy on her back and she liked nothing better than to have a boy ride her like she was a horse or a dog pounding her flanks with his muscular legs and burying his shaft deep inside her pussy or her ass with serious intent.Cindy was promoted into a Junior Assistant Scoutmaster position and she enjoyed giving the other Boy Scouts advice on how they could pass a merit badge in less than a month if they really applied themselves using her method of training.She was. ” A small touch of French accent. Intentionally.She was in the same height with me. About 1.75. An oval face and full lips in a natural purplish pink, waiting slightly ajar between sentences. Her dark hair was bunned up and was still wet, complementing her chestnut brown eyes, hints of some green and some gold embedded into them. An inspective look, with a roguish smile. Incredible amount of self confidence. Thin and long neck, a pulse that can be seen. I wished I was a vampire. I knew the. You know tab A, slot B. No excitement. None of the things we used to do. Boy on top, girl on bottom. Pump, pump, cum, done!"She blushed a little, I could tell from her body language she'd had the same thoughts, but was also reluctant to express them."Well, since you bring it up, I, uh, sort'a, think that too. I was afraid to say anything, because we've made so much progress, but yeah, I'd kind'a like it to be even more!" she said, finally warming to the topic."Come on babe, we only got it back.