Had we done this last night I would have lasted fewer than five seconds, but now I felt I could keep pace with her for several minutes, at least. She...spoke first, ?You feel wonderful, Jonathan. I’m tingling all over. I’m going to have the most delicious orgasm?very soon.? I smiled in return. ?Funny,? I thought, ?before we met I never thought I’d smile again.? Her pace changed—faster, harder. I joined her every thrust. She threw her head back. Her mouth formed a perfect ?O? as it hit. . While no words passed between us, we were not silent. With only the language of our bodies to converse, we were left free to make all manner of lustful noise. Her kisses upon my throat drove the last of my good sense from me and made me burn from within. I could feel the heat of my pussy, a word I would never had used before that moment, radiating as she cupped it through the material of my petticoat, a flood of musky sweet discharge soaking my silk panties. Gasping, I tore open her camisole. The more she spoke, the keener I was listening to her and realized that I was getting a hard on. I reached out for a pillow to place it on my laps to conceal the bulge which was causing me extreme discomfort. Not intending although, I glanced at her while she leaned back sideways, letting her saree to slide down a bit to reveal a portion of her right breast under the cover of her blouse. I also noticed the opening in front of her blouse revealing her cleavage right in the middle of her huge. We got in the shower, and rinsed all the chlorine off our bodies. We dried off, and went to my bedroom to change. Scout began to take off her bikini, but I said Stop. I picked her up and laid her on the bed. We started to make out again. I slowly reached behind her and unclipped her top, and threw it to the side. I moved my mouth down and kissed each of her tits. I sucked on them, like I would a piece of candy, occasionally giving them a gentle nibble. Each time I did that, she let out a small.