For some reason, we had agreed when we planned this meeting that we would not touch each other, even to shake hands, until we had finished our first c...p of coffee together.We've always been truthful, from the first time we wrote to each other. There has always been trust, from our first awkward phone call. I've felt I could tell you anything, and you've told me much, too. We've shared, and as our relationship has grown, we've come to love each other. In a way, I've felt that love was. “What, now?”She smiled. “No time like the present,” she countered.My dad smiled broadly at her go get ‘em attitude. “That’s just what she needs, Maitena. You can use my office if you like.”She smiled at him gently. “If you don’t mind, I think Rachel’s room would be better. It will help her learning if we work somewhere she feels more relaxed.”As I followed her up the stairs it was pretty hard not to stare at her arse. It looked like someone had blown up a heart-shaped balloon to just short. ” I could not believe this was happening but here we were looking lustfully into each others eyes, not speaking. She tightened her hand on my balls while I forcefully gripped her mound, rubbing her pussy harder both of us feeling pure animal lust, our eyes burning into each others eyes, knowing we were desperate to take each other and fuck our brains out. She let go of my balls then again quickly moved her hand up and down my hard cock. “Mmmmmmm–nice and hard,” she whispered, moving her lips. I scratched the sand from my eyes and rested my hand beside me. It was warm. Gradually I looked down to find azure tresses and those feathery feelers. She was back. Where had she gone? How did she get back into my room? I knew full well that she could not tell me these things directly. A smile grew and I kissed her on the forehead. ‘Thank you.’ I whispered. Her antenna rubbed my face when I did this and she smiled in her sleep. Well at the least she was not sleeping on the ceiling anymore. I.