If we had gone on the bus today I could have seen her cleavage more than yesterday.Then we had breakfast. She was happy that I was with her bunking th... classes. Then she asked me to help with some housework. While helping her I touched her ass and boobs many times. When she bent to pick something I could see her boobs and cleavage.When we wear working in the kitchen, she gave all the panties and bras put on the rope to me. She asked me to put them on the chair in the bedroom. Later after. . before you have to leave? I feel so much better, and it probably won't hurt, so you could concentrate more on you and less on trying to be gentle with me..." Christine raised the sheet to reveal her naked body, letting me know I could use it as I wished. Her expression was equal parts vulnerable and interested.How could I resist such innocent charm?My departure was delayed while I rocked her world one more time. At the penultimate moment, Christine's eyes shot open, and she said, "I love you. Was it my imagination or was there more to the smile than just being friendly? Was my mind playing tricks on me? She'd smiled at me countless times over the years and I'd never thought anything more of it. Perhaps because I'd recently done my "tests" and was in a different place now in respect of coming to terms with my sexuality, I'd seen more to the smile than was there. As I soaped myself in the water I thought long and hard about that smile and drifted somewhat into a trance as I thought.. I could feel myself getting wet as I had with Paul but suddenly something different happened. I felt as my pussy actually started spurting. Shit! Id never felt myself do that before. Fuck me, Oh fuck me you stud. Ram that big cock into me more. I was on fire. I do mean on fire. Yes, slut take my cock you fucking bitch. I can tell your on fire. Your like a fucking bitch dog in heat. You dont deserve to be fucked like a woman. Vincent said pulling his cock out my hot pussy. Dont stop. Oh dont.