You feel so much harder and fuller. I can't believe how powerfully you came tonight. Harold, do you love me?" "More than all the stars in the heavens,... I answered. "That's beautiful, Harold. I've never heard anyone say that to me before," she said. I was a breath away from giving up my bachelorhood and asking her to marry me. Fortunately, my Ego overcame my Id, saying it was much too impulsive. Maybe a better time would be when I wasn't so concupiscent. I decided to ask her at dinner later in. "I certainly am not" I said, taking hold of her hand and dragging her up to the back salon. The room still smelled, musky sex hung in the air. Yvonne looked at me."Are you going to have me with my clothes on?" she asked."No", I answered, "Take off your skirt, panties and top, and how do you want me?"."Naked" she spat back at me.I raised my eyebrows, thank God the room wasn't chilly, Yvonne reached round to her skirt zipper, "Hang on" I said, "Let me get undressed first, I want to watch. Reaching the knee, I lightly blew on the back followed by flicking my tongue around before kissing further up her leg. The sweet scent of her peach drew me closer and with the lightest touch of my tongue on her clit, she held my head firmly between her thighs as I licked and sucked the juices from her. Her moans and screams of pleasure broke the silence of the night. Diane didn’t wait for her climax to subside, she told me to stand and stripped off my shorts. Next thing I knew, I was on my back. I was 12 years old and lived in a English village with my mum, dad and two younger sisters.My mother was an ex beauty queen and was very fit. How my father got her I don't know. But as it was post ww2 he had the pick. As there was a shortage of men I suppose.My passion was fishing and I couldn't wait to spend my time by the river that was only a short bike ride away.So my mother packed my lunch and a bottle of orange squash, reminding me to be home before 6pm. And off I went.As it was summer.