” She got up from her chair, turned around and bent over and I could see that she had split the seam in the crotch of her jeans, exposing her crotch...less panties and the curly brown hair around her cunt. She straightened back up, and there was no sign whatever of the open seam, so she looked perfectly normal. She looked at the tent in my pants and said, “let that thing get some air, sweetheart, he”s smothering in there! She then went over and on tiptoes, bent over the table, reaching back and. I toned down the aggressive approach and just gave light kisses until she released her grip that her legs had on my head.“Wow, what was that?”“I think you call that an orgasm.” I grinned into the mostly darkness, there was still one lamp lit.“Silly. Thank you, that felt wonderful.” She sighed, “truly wonderful.”“It was my pleasure, love.”“Do you really love me?” She asked tentatively.“Yes, yes I do. I wouldn’t call you ‘love’ unless I did.”“I love you too. Now come here and make love to me.” I. The water continued racing onto the shore, swirling around, bringing with it broken bits of shells and tiny sea creatures too microscopic to see. They dipped their toes in the water and were pleasantly surprised that it was still warm, considering the time of year. The sun shone down, catching the sparkles that adorned her red hair. He looked at her and saw that she was a million miles away.He squeezed her hand a little and broke the silence. “What’s going on in that head of yours? I can hear. "You're my girl, Squirrel -- they won't change that." Okay." But she crushed herself to him, fearful, hoping it was true and fearing it wasn't.Mark, knowing what was going on in her head as clearly as if he could read minds, hugged her back. Seeking to distract her, he slid two fingers alongside her clitoris and began to masturbate her. She was shuddering and gasping in no time...Her mother was down the hall in the library, watching Chuck, Miriam, and Frank put on a live sex show. They were.