Finally the morning arrived and he looked around the cabin one last time making sure that the heat was set just right and the fire was blazing in the ...ireplace. Also he made sure that the food he had brought was prepared to throw in the oven the moment he walked through the door with her and that all the evenings little surprises were just where they should be just within grasp of wherever he would need them. Finally he sat the small box he had brought with him to the porch, and as the snow. ’ ‘It belonged to your grandmother. You probably don’t remember her, do you?’ ‘Not really. She died when I was two years old.’ ‘I know. But she loved you very much.’ ‘I’m sure she did, mother. But that still doesn’t explain why I should keep the jar. It’s just a raggedy old Mason jar. Although, I do remember that you never put anything in it.’ ‘Exactly. Do you know why?’ ‘No,’ Stephanie rolled her eyes towards the ceiling in disbelief. ‘Because that’s all I had to remember my mother by.. He led her to the bed."Now? I thought you were going to wine me and dine me first," she giggled."Plenty of time for that. But we both know what we want now, don't we?"She let him lead her to the bed, as he caressed her breasts. She felt herself just starting to get wet, and moaned, "Oh, Eduardo." He reached up under her skirt, and pulled off her panties. He undid his belt buckle, pulled his pants around his ankles, threw her onto the bed, and climbed on top of her."Um, Eduardo? We have all. I didn't know exactly what I was doing but from what I had learned in biology class, I knew where to direct my tongue. And judging from her moans, I think I was doing an adequate job.At this point, my cock had become so hard and so big that it was beginning to hurt inside my tight fitting pants."Wait, wait. Let me take these off, its beginning to cause pain," I told her.Catching her breath, she remarked, "Have I had such an effect on you?"I gave her a lustful smile and dug into her pussy. This.