I leant forward, put my arms around her lower body, and pulled her closer to me so I could bury my head against her stomach. I found the button at the...back of the waist of the skirt and the zip below and hurriedly undid them, my nerves causing me to fumble as I did so. At last they were undone and with a gentle tug her skirt slid over her hips towards the floor, followed by her slip. Oh holy of holies, what a magnificent sight there was before me - black stockings, white suspender belt and. I was almost unreasonably happy at her final comment. It seemed to indicate that she was beginning to have a small measure of trust for me.I concluded that I would take things slow. She was as inexperienced as it was possible to be. She had known basically nothing about sex and all the wrong things about men.On top of all of that she was still badly hurt. I was happy with how she was responding to treatment though. She seemed to be improving nicely now.I quickly devoured a ration bar and was. ” She shaved, which took just moments, and then washed the spot off and quick, gave me another warm kiss.My penis was really happy and it tugged a tingle which forced a deep sigh out of me.She began working on her needle for a bit with some ink and stuff and then she sat at an angle on the table touching me with her body. She turned my head to the side and leaned over to start working on the tattoo by laying up across me I guessed to steady herself. She was nice. It felt good. She was very calm. I askedMe: sweetheart are you okay?Nile: (in very low and soft voice) hmm theeek hoon (I am okay)I kissed her cheeks, it was too hot like in first night when I made her nude and she was red & hot. Looking and smelling her, I was ready for a session, I removed her pajama, she didn’t move, didn’t react. I never had this experience, she lifts her hips to help me removing her pajama. I made her lying straight, she closed her eyes. I proceed to remove her panty, “Oh man”. Her love juice was dripping.