I didn't want to be anywhere else at that moment...well except for his bedroom. I know he wanted to do more right then but he was a perfect gentleman ...nd if something were to happen, the pool was not the place for a first timer.After about thirty minutes in the pool, he suggested we dry off then go inside. As I got out, he placed a towel around me then gave me a peck on the forehead. God I wanted him!After I dried off completely in the bathroom, I freshened up a bit then put on a pair of silk. Hanging loses its meaning if you can't see justice done properly eh?"The chamber was slowly filled with a few important spectators, wishing to see the execution. The tension in the room was high when the young Japanese woman was escorted into the room, wearing white canvas trousers and shirt. She was very young, no more than twenty. Her oval face was pretty and her skin porcelain white. Pompeo paid special attention at her throat. She had a small, soft neck, very tender and smooth. Her brown. What I need and want is peace and quiet, and what could be more peaceful and quieter than a cabin on a mountaintop? Now stop arguing with me and help me get packed, will ya?"You can probably guess whose will held sway. An hour later, I was helping her navigate (slowly) from the dirt road up the mountainside to the cabin. Once I got her comfortable on my bed, I made three trips down to the 4-Runner to bring up her personal stuff in a backpack and an overnight bag, two boxes of food from her. Considering she'd had two k**s through her, her body was pretty tight. Great arse. It always looked well fuckable in a g string. She loved me in silk boxers so I always wore them. Her favourites were black its red hearts or the ones with cartoon pigs having sex on. My cock would be bucking away in mŷ jeans during the drive there with the silk of the boxers giving me a perpetual hardon. When I pulled up she would either be in bed waiting or downstairs with her teenage son and daughter. I'd come.