It was amazing. My legs softened but he held my hips firmly and he climbed it harder and harder, slightly accelerating the pace. I moaned in pleasure ...sking if he liked it and telling him not to stop. Then I noticed another visitor looking at us from under the car and a horse who was flipping. But I was like in paradise to react to him. I straightened up slightly to be able to kiss him. I grabbed him by my hips, pressing him against me so that I could feel him in me. I slid my leggings down to. She guided me to her bed and spoke, “Here. Sit.”I let go of her hand and gently sat on the edge of the bed. Her sheets were soft and cool to the touch. I felt the sudden contrast from her warm legs hooking over my hips as she sat herself down on me, in a straddle.We kissed. Her lips were soft and tasted slightly fruity, like lemon lip balm. Her mouth tasted sweet and wet, and her tongue was swift and light as it found mine. As we continued our facial embrace, our hands found their own fun. I. She removed her nightgown and draped it over the chair. When Lionel rapped at her door and she had admitted him, she stood behind the door while he entered.When Lionel saw Anne stand totally naked, he was shocked, not by her state but by his response. The coquettes had usually had him undress them. They had sometimes undressed while he watched. They had taught him, and he had agreed, that the process was even more arousing than the result. That his wife, the recently-innocent Anne, would wait. Mother gave me a few dirty looks during dinner. I think she knew I wasunder Tammy's dress, but I wasn't going to confess. I mention the dinnernow because wearing an apron with a southern bell ball gown is a littlesilly. Why, you might ask? Well, I'll tell you. Southern belles hadservants to take care of serving dinner and preparing dinner. So whenTammy and I came out to help Mother with preparing and serving theevening meal, I could tell she was a little angry. I was thinking thatshe'd send us.