Bite your lips or nipples and she will get more confident with every minute.Depending on the situation you may even go and fetch a drink (champagne is...always good!!) and serve it to her… naked of course!If you feel that she’s comfortable with the situation (you being fully naked, maybe even erect and her still fully dressed) and she feels happy, relaxed and excited you may as well give her another signal of your submissive nature.Whenever she is fondling and/or kissing you, keep your hands. I had been brought up in the city where everything was literally at your fingertips. Gran and Pa lived on a hobby farm of about 20 acres just outside a small town about 300 miles from my original home. As I said, I was 16. I had a trim curvy body and pale skin. My hair was a chestnut red and my eyes green. Grandma and Pa were in their late 50s and both were fairly fit because of the farm activities. I got settled into school in the township and finished the last 2 years there. I hadn’t made up. I was a bit in shock as she walked away. The next day she walked up and asked if the offer was still open and I told her of course. I arranged to pick her up at 7. I wondered why she changed her mind but didnt really bother with it. We went out that night and it seemed like she was made for me. She was everything I could have hoped for in a woman. We liked the same bands, same shows, and the same foods. We ate, drank, and danced a bit and then I asked her back to my place. She was hesitant. When she finally appeared through the doors from immigration and saw me, she ran shrieking toward me and I had to catch her as she leapt the final eight feet, landing smiling against my chest as her legs locked around my waist, her tongue stretching to find mine."Oh Oncle Pierre, je t'aime [I love you], she yelled between long kisses, "Je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime," she continued, laughing and hugging me as a bemused public swirled gawking past us."Are you drunk?" I asked grinning, easily.