I was a virgin and had never seen a penis before, but my instinct told me that the strange shape clearly outlined on the thin sheet in front of me was...a cock. I stared hard, watching it rise and fall with his breathing, my own breathing growing faster and more desperate, the heat between my legs turning to wet, I rubbed my thighs together and felt my juices fall from my panting pussy and lubricate my thighs. Fuck, so this is what it feels like to be horny. Exciting and frightening, I felt like. The all seemed ready to turn to cartoon characters who would sew your dress out of curtains and ice your cake. I was filled with gratitude. One day I found myself skipping, actually skipping down the path. I know that I had a lot to be grateful for. The weather was great, and the stores were beginning to stock Halloween decorations. It was one of those falls, that because things were going so well, the entire world was colored by my rose-colored glasses. I began to view Chris like a writing. I had awakened her, and I felt extremely embarrassed."My apologies, Magdalena. I did not mean to wake you. I'm sorry. I have brought you some supplies for your bakery. I would like to bring them in with your permission." Supplies? I don't understand. What supplies?" I have flour, butter, salt, and yeast for you. I will put them where you want them. Please show me." I cannot pay you for this!" she cried."No ... no ... you don't understand. We have more than we can use. It is a gift to help you.. That looks intriguing.”I sipped the liqueur and gently embraced Jess. I didn’t want to come onto her like a runaway freight train. Our lips tenderly met, and I cautiously snaked my tongue into her mouth. Jess was very receptive. I injected the liquid fire of the orange-flavored brandy into her mouth and she moaned almost as though she were having an orgasm. In those few seconds the towel around her body and the towel around my waist fell to the ground. They were unwanted from that second.