And I loved her response. A stage came when, when I removed my mouth from her breast, her nipple was throbbing. That was our intensity of our love mak...ng that morning. Slowly I removed the knot of her Saree. She hadn’t worn a petticoat! My love was making it easy for me to make love to her. And once again I looked at her and feasted my eyes at her feminine treasure. She suddenly felt shy and covered her face with her hands. “Don’t look at me like that master. I feel so shy” she said. “Why?. I want to marry you."Tears suddenly welled in her lovely eyes. "Oh, oh Ken, do you really mean that?" Yes, I really mean it," he said, smiling down at her. "I know this isn't the time to talk about it, not yet, but I wanted you to know how I felt. Do you feel the same way about me, darling? Just a little bit?" Yes, I I do." Then you'll marry me one day soon?" I think so, Ken. Yes, I think so."He pulled her to her feet, kissing her face, holding her tightly. "I'll make you happy," he whispered.. It was also stupid."She digested this comment for a moment, and then said, "I accept that it was a little unkind, but why stupid?" Magnificence?" she added as an afterthought."Because I speak Kobekistani and he of course knows that, so nothing could be said in his native language to anyone that I would not understand. Therefore you would not have learned anything from any comment he may have made to the wife or the son that was unpalatable to me. I could not leave you alone with him, despite. I wanted to have super-connected sex. Knowing that simultaneous climaxing during intercourse can be as allusive as winning the lottery; I was determined to make it happen tonight. If she wanted my baby, I was going to give it to her while making love. I entered her all the way and continued to move in and out of her pussy with a flurry of short thrusts followed by a few long strokes deep into her pussy. The shallow penetrations were only half way in the beginning followed by deeper full length.