Carefully, I caressed her body with the rose, sliding its velvety petals across her skin. I could feel my cock stiffening. I could get hard just by lo...king at Amber. Every time. I brushed the rose across the back of her knees, knowing that she was extra sensitive there, and then held it just under her nose. She opened her eyes and smiled. I gave her a kiss and wished her Happy Birthday. I loved it when she smiled and she was definitely smiling now. Laying beside her, enjoying the warmth of her. The birth of the child was not a matter of much celebration because the wise old man wanted to keep the spectacular event a secret.The girl-child was named Mikko and she eventually became a grown woman of exceptional beauty and hidden intellect. She was the first in a long line of "Mikkos" that would pass on the superior gifts of perfection from generation to generation. Any mere mortal that was fortunate enough to enter into her core discovered the joys of her unique physical perfection and. I stripped to my briefs and got some lotion and lay down on my belly on the bed. Ah, her hands were like magic. My cock was stiff beneath me and rubbing against the bed. She had to know that I figured. Then I said it was her turn. After some initial hesitation, she said ok. I undid her blouse and discovered a lacy black bra which I undid as she lay face down. I applied lotion and rubbed and massaged her shoulders, neck, and back and down to her butt. I kissed the nape of her neck and met no. She allowed me up from the g-ring and placed me over a saw horse; legs separated and tied to the legs of the horse, arms extended above my head and a strap placed across my lower back. Again I'm helpless and vulnerable. I felt the pressure of Her cock head against my love hole. She was very skilled in this and could read my body quite well. She knew exactly how and when to push and, one inch at a time, worked her way completely inside me. I looked up into the mirror in front of me and watched.