She isn't suffering too badly.Gently rinsing her face with the wash cloth slowly melts the grimace from her jaw.Her eyes are still closed as my finger...ips massage her forehead and temples. Her face massage ends with a firm pinch at the inner corners of her eyes across the bridge of her nose. My other hand rubs the back of her head at the base of her skull. From my experience, I know this little squeeze play feels wonderfully good. She sighed and visibly relaxed in my hands.I've watched her. We were awkwardly entwined, with legs touching and going in two directions. Our chest were touching, and between our stomachs my cock was pulsing. She still had her shirt on so I couldn’t see it but we both felt it beating fast with my heart. She looked at me with her beautiful deep blue eyes and asked “Can I touch you?”“Of course, Em. Always.” She didn’t move away but slid her hand between us. I felt her small digits wrap snugly around my shaft. I leaned forward, kissing her softly on her. She is totally relaxed and confident sexually to such an extent that she has happily gushed all over her bed, my bed and her sofa it is one of my favourite things to watch. I am yet to make her squirt, but am trying my best.The other night, we had been having sex for a while and she was too wet for me to finish again in her pussy; her having had several orgasms and gushed. I was on top and pulled out making my way over her so that I was kneeling in front of her face. She parted her lips to. I was shaking with exitment as I was a virgin and had never had sexual contact with a girl before. I took my trainers off to keep the floor clean and set off upstairs. I found her bedroom, it did not have a lock so I walked straight in. She had I pink room with a small bed and t.v loads of Teddys and storage for clothes. I felt like blowing my load already. So the hunt was on. I pulled back the first drawer, a few hats scarfs and gloves, pulled back the second which contained coats jackets and.