The gate is locked. You can leave anytime but if you stay we should begin by taking a shower.”“Okay, it’s shower time.”And with that, we strip...ed and took a shower. We shared some sensuous touching but not as much as I anticipated. Paul asked if I was soap free and turned off the water. I stepped out to dry him but Paul told me to wait with the towel.There was a second door in the bathroom. “Follow me.”I was surprised when the door led outside to the museum’s inner courtyard. We walked to the. My mind was a blizzard of thoughts as I sucked on it gently and she began to wriggle on the seat. Her teeny slit getting wet from my gyrating tongue, thrusting onto my mouth, bending her supple hips to little jerks of her pelvis and then beginning to ride up and down on my mouth, emitting tiny squeaks. She had done this before and seemed to love it like any other sexy female of any age. I kept on and knew she was capable of orgasms when she moaned and pushed into my mouth, now holding my head. He unbuttoned his jeans quickly and kicked off his shoes before kneeling onto his bed and crawling up to me. He met my lips again, softer this time, and kissed me deeply. I placed a hand against his chest, my other running through his hair soothingly. He reached behind me to unclasp my bra, and tore it off my body. He leaned back to look at what he just uncovered, my 34C's. He groaned. "My god Maddi," was all he said before moving his mouth to one of my breasts, taking in my right nipple and. Hell if it hadn't been for tv she'd have never heard the word sex and wouldn't have even known how babies were made. She felt so stupid as she looked at all of these things. She discovered that what she had felt last night was called an "orgasm" and it was brought on by "masturbation". She found sites that talked about different ways to do it and found that they even made toys that would help.She read about things like penetration which immediately made her think about her father. She felt her.