His face was not visible because of my arm over my eyes. He kept standing there for quite sometime unmoved; must be viewing my pussy freely. I saw his...dick started bulging in his pant and in a minute it was pole in the tent. He times and again grabbed it over the pant and pressed it. After a few minutes of staring he came to chair kept his books on chair and came closer to me from the side of bed. To my surprise he moved partial cover from my pussy and very slowly, lightly and gently touched my. He was quite a big boy, she thought. She reached out and pulled him down onto the bed with her, starting to stroke his cock over his pants with her hands while he sat next to her. How do you get yourself off? she asked. How do you like it? Fast? Slow? Rough? Gentle? Like this? she played with him as she talked, using her free hand to unbuckle his belt and open his zipper, pulling out his dick. She moved off the bed to kneel in front of him, taking off her shirt and bra letting her huge tits. A quick glance up verified her arousal. Her cheeks were deeply flushed with her own sexual heat. He gently twisted her foot to remove it from the boot.“Ungghhh,” she moaned under her breath. Her eyes were half closed, her lips parted moistly.He took the liberty of holding her foot, caressing the instep for a moment. He rubbed her ankle in his hot hands.“Ohhhh,” she sighed involuntarily. It was a clean and simple foot, perhaps even a peasant foot. The arch was slightly flat, the nails neatly. It was Anna Maria who chose the moment. One afternoon, we were walking in the piazza, alone except for some pigeons."Pietro, I have something to ask you." Please, ask me anything." Will you be my lover?"As shocked as I was by her question, I was able to nod my head. She laughed at me."You look so surprised. I know you have strong feelings for me. Tell me that you want me, Pietro."She was so sincere and yet she was smiling with happiness. I had no will to refuse her. I wanted to make love to her.