I plunged into her at an increased pace, pulling out almost completely each time so as to make the longest possible strokes. Each time I felt an orgas... beginning to build, I slowed my pace to prolong the action. But it still wasnt enough — as if anything *could* be enough. But I wanted all of this fantastic girl, and she wanted to give all of herself to me. She spread her legs as far apart as she could, hands behind her knees. As I continued to screw myself into her, I pressed her legs as flat. She had relaxed and let her wine glass be refilled several times during the course of the meal. She rarely drank much, and the effect made her feel so deliciously warm and cosy that her eyes had started drooping."Still waking up with the dreams?" Rosie asked concerned."Less often now," Bella smiled and headed for the stairs."I think you might need a hand," Stephen moved to her side and wrapped an arm about her waist. "I'll be right back," he said over his shoulder as he guided the drunken Bella. Now she said a shower really sounded good -- - little did she know.My shower is sort of different in that it is more like a hot tub, you step down into it, and it has hand holds around the sides like a car roof does, ond it's kinda round with a seat on one side and special nozzles around for shower heads and all sorts of controls for the water. Some heads spray, some put out a fine mist, some shoot up from the floor.Just a really neat place to shower, and it's about twice the size of a normal. " She reached out and boldly clamped onto my groin, easily targeting my stiff, obvious dick. I managed not to lurch at her sudden touch. As she squeezed it and I scraped up and down her swollen labia, she added "Isn't it odd how easily we 'connected' over scars? I'm so oddly comfortable with you and never do THIS on a first date - certainly not in public." Yes. I feel like I've known you for ages." We were suddenly aware of the hostess standing just two feet away, biting her lip and staring.