I reached down and pulled off her top, revealing her petit a-cup breasts, with 1” stiff nipples. Her perfect champagne glass tits seemed to hover in...mid air on her chest, very sexy. I was beginning my rebound and starting to get hard again (again thanks to “the Ropes”), without a thought she neatly picked herself up, straddled my hips and slid her remarkably wet pussy down onto my cock in one motion.“That ride on your bike got me so wet, my pussy was aching to be filled by your cock for a long. She felt quite aroused. James was laughing and holding her hands and telling her how happy he was that she had come. He put her bag in his carriage and helped her up and started off into the night for his village.The ride began with excited recollections of the trip, with explanations of her arrangements where she lived, and with her brother's descriptions of the country side and his family and home. It eventually darkened completely and fatigue caught up with Jenny. She fell asleep leaning. But of course we don’t live in a world like that.There is a reason why I am an accountant, and not a lawyer. But as I thought through all the issues involved, I couldn’t help thinking that it was odd that Kate was considered to be old enough and competent enough to decide that she was ready to lose her virginity, and to decide that she wanted to lose it with the twenty year old drug dealer who lived on the first floor of her apartment building, but she might not be considered old enough to. It was that first conversation that set off the ground rules, for our behavior towards each other. No matter what the issue was, we talked, and talked some more. Nothing seemed to be off limits in our talks. Nothing was too trivial, or too secret. Our talks pushed us deeper, and deeper into intimacy, and dependency towards each other.When my three-month deadline finally hit, we were at a point, where we needed to see each other daily, sometimes even hourly. Mornings I would either wake up to my.