She moved close enough to me that I was able free one of her tits. My God, it was a beautiful tit, perfectly formed with a ¼” hard nipple poised in...the middle of silver dollar areola, the flesh of her tit soft, smooth, yet firm. Her tit barely sagged even though it was as big as half a large coconut.Within a half hour, my cock was rock hard again and our movements gained more momentum. But Rachel held off just enough that I maintained my composure through the rest of the drive.We barely managed. C. to 1500 A.D."Cintia smiled. "Yeah. Pre-Columbian is almost a sure bet. But how much further back before 1500? Have any thoughts?"Xanti sighed and thought. "Not really. I heard a rumor Lieutenant Estevao Rocha had an idea about exactly how far back but he's not talking about it publicly, at least not yet. I guess we'll find out soon enough."A few minutes later the jet was hovering above the future site of Princeton, New Jersey at 15000 meters. At that altitude, the jet established a direct. Then we continued our swim and from then onwards we became closer.Now we started some dirty talks as well. She asked me whether I have any girlfriend. I thought in my mind that I have already banged two housewives, one of whom is my aunt. But I made an innocent face and said I had but not now.Then I asked does she has a boyfriend to which she said no as she studied in a girl’s school and college and never gave anyone (in coaching center) enough space to interact with her. Her next question was. "You can ask me."She sighed and nodded. And then she quickly walked over and sat down atthe kitchen table with me. "What's it like?" she asked, suddenly not quite so embarrassed."To be a man," I asked her, "or to have a penis?" Is there a difference?" she whispered."Oh, God, yes!" I replied with a deep hearty laugh. "God, yes!"She turned a beet red and turned away."I don't understand what is so funny!" she remarked as I continued tolaugh.I looked at the woman a moment and realized she thought I.