." She grabbed my hand and shaped it like a little cup. Then I smacked her ass, and it was like slapping a rock. Holy shit! Cupping your hand makes a ...ore crisp sound every time you make contact. "Ah fuck that feels good. Do it again." I hit her again. And again. And again while I kept pushing my thick hammer inside her. I switched hands to make her other ass cheek as red as the other cheek. I finally stopped when she came again. Then she got on-top and started riding me. She was still tight. You shuddered in my arms as you let the water caress your newly exposed skin. You hugged me tighter and I could feel your nipples stiffen next to my skin. We again kissed for a long time until you broke apart from me and allowed me to shimmy you up my body until your legs were wrapped around my waist as you floated on your back. Ninty Nine percent of your body was covered with water. The only thing that wasn’t underwater were your nipples, that were hard as pebbles and pointing toward the. He bit down hard, ‘Mm…’ then stopped ‘You can lay back down baby’ and I did. ‘This still all makes me very…nervous’ I say between breaths. ‘I know…but I’m not ready yet.’ ‘Not ready to love me or not ready to give up the sex?’ he moves one of the hands off my waist then sits me up and he tenderly strokes my cheek. ‘I’ll always love you…I’m just not ready for us right now I still need time to myself.’ ‘Mm…then if you restrict yourself from calling me baby, or holding me then why do you do it. She got a couple of hellos on her way to the dining hall and quite a few appreciative glances, after all Mother Nature had been kind to her and while she wasn’t model gorgeous, she had an elegant grace of her own. Her long blonde hair fell in loose curls past her shoulders and only needed a few extra highlights in winter when the sun didn’t do it for her. She was 5’9′ with a slim figure but enough curves that her 34 B breasts and cute round ass didn’t look out of place. Her blue eyes turned.