The place was as big as a house, and water ran right through the middle, stream curling off the surface and adding to the ambiance. With raised eyebro... she gazed up at him, questions alive in her brilliant blue eyes. His nod made her squeal, and she started throwing her clothes off, her excitement surpassing her inhibitions as she slipped into the heated bliss, her muscles responding to the searing heat the instant she was submerged. A moan escaped her open mouth, and she ducked her head under. ”“Fair enough,” he grinned, “Perhaps beauty is in the ‘phi’ of the beholder.”I rolled my eyes, so high I was afraid they might get stuck. Still, I couldn’t help cracking a smile.“That’s not as clever as you think.”He touched his temple, “It doesn’t matter what I think,” his tone dropped, “It doesn’t matter why I went to mass. And it doesn’t matter why I bought your oils. I’m only a gaze, Miss Foster. A pair of eyes, devouring,” he raised his mug up to his lips. “What does matter—at least to. His breath, his eyes, his lips and his hand behind my head were all making me go crazy.I licked his lower lip and bit on it when suddenly he held my face for a second and then attacked a smooch on my lips as if there is no tomorrow. Well, he might be right. We both were in love madly, I smooched him back, the ‘chap-chap’ sound and the wet separation of our lips including the soft tongue fight all took us around 20 minutes to start another move. Meanwhile smooching, he started rubbing my dick. She spread her legs and pulled her pussy lips open so he could see her clit and her fuck hole. Now that she was no longer a virgin he could really use her body for his delight. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him and took a scarf from the dresser and began to push it into her cunt. He pushed all in her except for about 6 inches. He told her to spread her legs and rotate her hips so he could see the scarf sway as she danced. As she danced she got dirtier and dirtier pulling on her nipples.