But anyway, we were both in our underwear, sitting a foot apart with the study table in between.Now the smile on her face was back. She started behavi...g normally, and so did I. We studied for a while, then she asked for a 5 minutes break.She started stretching, and then she spread her legs apart and stretched them. Her panty was just big enough to cover her pussy. I couldn’t resist. My cock flinched, and its movement was visible. A thin piece of cloth just covered it.I tried to think of. I turned my head momentarily to the left to look at Veronica. She was still sat on the chair with her legs crossed, looking at me intently. Her left elbow was resting on the arm of the chair, and her thumb and forefinger were lightly pulling and teasing at her lower lip. Delicate, flimsy items of black lace may still have been protecting the last of my privacy but in front of Veronica I somehow felt naked and shamelessly exposed. The truth was that at times she seemed to have the ability to. My first breeding was similar to Phoebe's. I had been home alone with my younger brother. My parents were out along with my older brother on a trip to the market. I had always wondered how I would know when the time was right. "Believe me, you will know," my mother promised. "The instinct will be so strong that you'll be climbing the walls until you find someone to mate with you." Fortunately, it didn't come to that. I was working on a quilt when the urge first came. A jittery sort of warmth. "You awake, babe?" I ask. She barely moves, she's a deep sleeper obviously. I kiss her quickly and get off the bed, making my way down to the kitchen and to make some coffee for us both. I sit at the table, waiting for her to come down, so I can see her again. An hour passes and lunchtime arrives, I leave her cold coffee on the table and walk back to the bedroom. She lays there, still sleeping peacefully, barely moving. I smile and cuddle against her again, my hands sliding around and caressing.