He can take my hand as his wife if he wishes. But,to make me the nation's princess, to take that official title, requiresthe approval of the queen and...king of their nation. They must approvalthe wedding or his family could disown him if he does this on his ownwithout the sovereign's approval. Or they could just disown me and refuseto accept me as their princess. Where would that leave me, just at hismercy? Are you putting us all at grave risk?"She shook her head no. "No, Jason. I have been in. Together.It was great! First he told me he wanted to undress me himself, like unwrapping a present, and he took his time getting me out of my blouse and my skirt, as always thrilled that I dressed without panties. He put his hand between my legs and gently stroked my already slightly damp pussy lips, smiling at me. He told me how much he looked forward to finally getting to make love to me. We got in the shower and I soaped him up, washing him carefully to make sure that both he and I are. But, because this was his first time I thought it best he should be on top. I pulled up my skirt and laid on my back again. He moved between my legs. I took his cock and started working in to me. He pushed a little too fast. ‘Careful. Slowly, I want to enjoy this. I do not want to get sore. Always start slow.’ He stopped for a few seconds and then began sliding in and out with even strokes. I was closer to cumming than I expected. It only took a few more strokes before I was grabbing his ass. You hold your breath and wait for the touch to the VERY SENSITIVE spot but it doesn't come. "Not yet." The finger returns, this time searching for some moisture, finding it at the opening and spreading it forward, separating the inner lips as it goes. Then back for more depositing between the inner and outer lips. Now everything is free, and the quiet returns. Then, suddenly there's a surprising sting, a light slap an unknown "something" between your legs and then it's gone. You wait for.