She put her arms around my neck and began to French kiss my lips.I was 34 years and she looked maybe a year older. We pressed our bodies together and ...he felt my hard prick and I felt her firm nipples. I said “I won’t let those hard nipples be wasted” and removed her dress, now all she had on was a chain around her neck with a crucifix.As soon as her dress fell on the floor, he knelt and said “I will not waste that hard on either” She opened my pants fly and my hard on came out to its full 9”.. The heat of the midday Mediterranean sun has receded, and the warm evening glow shines on the waters of the pond, and on the sleek damp skin of Irish. She shivers at the breeze. Goosebumps on flesh.She feels safe here.The small villa, her husband's by right, but which she has made her home, stands across the water. Cocooned in the forest greenery, she can't imagine how life could be better, or how anything could make it worse. Her husband will be back soon from collecting firewood.How do I know. It had a huge line of dried cum on it. Probably won't want that back. I jumped in the shower, put on some shorts, and tossed my laundry in. I looked at the tie and threw it in as well. Fuck it.I went to the kitchen and found her sitting by the table, steaming mug in hand, with her legs crossed."You get to make me breakfast," she said, "something.... nice." Uhh... Like what?" I asked."An omelet would be nice," she replied."I don't know how to make an omelet." Well, I guess you better think of. When they were alone, he motioned her to sit and slid easily into a cross-legged position on the mats."Themis, you have a real talent for this. You are much stronger than people give you credit for and your shorter stature means that people will underestimate you. That, and that amazing speed you have, means that you can do some serious damage before people even realize that you are dangerous. Your biggest hurdle though, is not your opponents, but your own mind. You proved today that you are.