Even now she looked delicious, as her saree lay partially unwound on the carpet, her blouse open, her bra undone. Sweat glistened on her flawless body...as it mixed with their come, her breasts rigid and her nipples taught. Her stomach undulating in all her excitement, washed in perspiration. Her saree was bunched around her waist and her mouth was contorted with a mixture of excitement and pain. Her hair was a tangled mess and her mouth open as she sucked on one of her own fingers in ecstasy.. She rested her hands on his back, hooking the waistband of his shorts as she pulled them to expose his ass. She continued to pull on them as his hard cock was exposed and she could feel it hot and throbbing against her leg. “Ohhh” as a sigh escaped her parted lips from the feel of his body upon her. The tongue traced over her mounds, between her cleavage and down over her tummy. She felt his hands down her back and over her hips. Teresa instinctively lifted her hips while his hands clasped on. It took me a while to accept it—and I still find it difficult to fathom—but I must realize I have fallen madly in love with a sixteen-year-old boy.Yes, Jackson, as absurd as this may sound, I love you. It shatters my heart to leave you like this, yet my courage fails at the mere thought of seeing you and giving you my goodbyes. The adventure you and I shared could have been so much more than just a mere summer fling. Alas, it is my time to turn the page and head forward towards the next part of. There is a strange sinuousness to the way the shudders run through her body, almost as if her muscles are synchronized in their shivering. She has been nearly immersed in the cold water for ten minutes now. Her eyes are locked on mine, waiting for my commands. If I told her to drown herself now, would she? Perhaps. Certainly I could make her stay there till she died of hypothermia.Instead I reach down and pull her to her feet. She is clumsy getting out of the tub, and I know she has lost some.