.And I've had sex before, but never really great, passionate sex. I've never even orgasmed. At least I don't think so." "And..." I encouraged. "And...... She paused. Our eyes met, sparks flew between us as she uttered those forbidden words. "I want you to touch me. Make me feel what I've only heard about. Make me feel passion, and total ecstasy." Once again, I swallowed hard. "Ok." With no further encouragement, I took her in my arms, and I brought her luciousness to me. We kissed deeply,. After a few moments she sympathised and said albeit still firmly, “You can rub, girl.” “Thank you, Miss,” Jenny replied as she rubbed her bottom feverishly and made more dancing steps as she tried to rub away the pain. Samantha put the cane on the table and sat on the chair, crossed her legs, and watched. She saw how Jenny was still dancing and rubbing her bottom and the tears kept running down her face. Slowly though the pace of the steps reduced as did the rubbing and as did the tears.. They had a guest room with a couple's bed and a fireplace, it was huge. Beforehand, Fien had warned me that everyone in her was an early riser, and that her father usually went working in his office, which was right next to the guest room. I've always hated waking up early, but as a guest, there wasn't much I could do.What I didn't count on was waking up extremely horny the next morning. Fien was sleeping with a transparent baby-doll and tiny cotton shorts right next to me. Unable to help. I accepted her request in the evening and we started chatting on facebook all day and night. After a month we planned to met at a mall, where I saw her in real for the first time. The another shock I got that day while sitting in the food court, she had planned a cake with a rose bouquet to propose me. I felt the most lucky person on this earth. I gave her a tight hug in response and I could feel her soft boobs on my chest. I was on cloud 9. Then we walked downstairs holding her hand for the.