She was moving slowly but her lips on my skin already triggered the pleasure inside me. Her gentle licks alongside my penis made me feel like I was al...eady hitting her pussy.My erect cock moved in and out of her lips and I put some pressure, speeding up the movements. She was used to it by now and was accommodating the change of pace.Her hair was falling over her face and ticking my penis, adding to the pleasure and her hands covered whatever part was out of her lips. She used to pull her hair. Seeing my distress and confusion her smile widens and she repeats her words but now in precise English with the soft accent for which the French lovers are known. In reply I have to admit that yes, I was admiring not only the clothes in which she stood but her whole aura. With light laugh she takes me gently by the hand and I follow blindly. At a rack of dresses my mystery lady stops, takes both my hands, holds them out and studies me from head to toe. Once again blood invades my cheeks and I. He turs falling at first and runs away from the woman in fear. He returns to his supplies and quickly picks them up and returns to where he decided to put up camp. He pants heavily with supplies against the right side of the tree. He loos out to the forest thinking about the bee girl. He makes a mental note of not listening to music while in the forest and to be careful with whatever locals he meets. He looks up and notice the sun is high in the sky and guess its noon. He lays the leafs around. We cuddled, kissed, and hugged for a time after that before I peeled the gown off of her, as I liked her better naked. She liked being naked with me too, as she knew what it led to. It certainly did this time, as we pleasured each other into a state of blissful exhaustion."We'll be sixteen soon," I told her as she cuddled into me after we finished. "I'll see if our parents will allow Brian to marry us then," I finished."Oh yes, Gus. I want to marry you as soon as possible. With what is coming,.