I was so nervous."Wow that was fast ! You aren't nervous are you ?" she said, knowingly, with a smile on her face. She refilled my glass. We laid in t...e sun listening to the radio and chatting and as each glass of wine went down my throat I became more relaxed and horny rather than scared !It started to cloud over and although still pleasant, Hazel motioned that we should go indoors. It was only 11am.She guided me to the bedroom. "Time for your second lesson" she whispered to me.She sat me on. The archer is concentrating on the technique of shooting accurately. He is more concerned with hitting the center of the target than with his form. In the first level, the target is seen as a goal.At the second level, kanteki (the arrow pierces the target), the archers body moves with beautiful symmetry. His breath control helps unify his mind, body and spirit, so that his shooting is smooth and extremely powerful. True kanteki is much more than a technique that can be taught. In kanteki, the. Barely suppressing your moans, you begin breathing heavily as I slip a finger in and then out of your dripping pussy, moving back to your clit. I then slide back down to your pussy inserting one and then two fingers, feeling your grip tighten on my hand and on the cushion of the cheap leather of the booth. Gradually, with smooth motions, I begin pushing both of my longest fingers in and out of your wet pussy, in and out, in and out, picking up speed…in and out…adding a third finger…in and. He was about 6 feet of lean tight muscle with a sheepish boy grin on his face that for some reason really turned me on. I asked him in and we sat on the couch, I was thinking I what I should do when he made my mind up for me. He reached over and pulled me to him kissing me hard and passionately, probing my mouth with his tounge I just gave in. I returned his kiss with all the passion that had built up in me from our earlier session. I could feel the wetness building in my pussy as he pulled me.