Hmmmmm...", she moaned. The bag started to empty, and Maria squirmed around some more, trying to get away from the water that was flowing into her, mo...ning the whole time. "Mmmm... Ohhhh... Uhh... Uhhh... Mmmmmmm..." The bag was about half empty when Maria started to complain. "Uhhh... Stop! Please, I can't take any more! I feel too full!" "If you stop now, you will have to take another one!" "I don't care! I gotta go! Please!" I snapped the clip shut and waited a few seconds before I slowly. I could feel myself getting wet. We kissed again and I touched her all over. Everything about her was soft! The tender cushion of her lips, the softness of her tiny frail arms, the ripple of her ribs beneath my fingers, and the minute tuft of breast and its stimulated nipple excited me over and over. From her threadlike collarbones to her feet she was this divine vision of gossamer beauty. She looked at me with those big brown eyes and smiled, “So, now it’s your turn.” She slowly unbuttoned. Then through his soft moans which hardly broke the otherwise silent house, I heard the ticking of the kitchen clock.I couldn't see it, but I could visualise it in front of my eyes with its big angry red face and terrifyingly large, abstract numbers, as it was about to strike 12:00.He noticed my frozenness and came up to have a loud intake of breath and voice his disapproval, 'I do not like distraction.' We both knew, he was referring to the so many skype sex sessions, which had been interrupted. After chatting about it some more, I went back into the bedroom, Del was laid on her side her arm tucked under her head, she was staring as though in a trance at the other pillow, I sat down on the bed and put my hand on her thigh that was covered with sheet, “are you ok sweetheart?” I asked like a fussy mother hen, she looked at me snapping out of her daydream, “yes, I’m ok, still a bit sore but apart from that I’m ok” she said patting my leg, “thanks for what you did last night by the way, it.