It went for a while and when we pulled back, she was so shy that she buried her face in her palms and I fell for her deeper and deeper.I left her and ...said that I’m hungry. She opened her eyes so big as if they will fall down and resumed the process of cooking. I helped her with cooking. While doing so, we had so much fun.When she bent down to pick some ingredients from lower shelf, I would poke her. When I tried to reach out to the upper shelf, she would tickle me,and so on.After our breakfast,. That did its part to keep her from rushing it like she did whenever she took a quick masturbation break during her scavenging hunts, the winds on her naked skin felt warm enough even at this height and with the sun shining through the clouds and then the glass shards that had become milky over time and now sent wonderful light rays across the room that were as relaxing to watch as the life pulsating below her.They reminded her of the house in the country her grandparent had lived in, in her. She kept trying to hold her breath and failing. Every once in a while she would jolt as if she was about to start cumming but the throws of an actual orgasm never really took over her.While trying to use her muscles to push the dildo out, she ended up peeing a little, which she was ashamed about. I patted her cheek and kissed her on the lips, inserting my tongue into her mouth. I probed two holes of hers at once, making her unable to concentrate on either properly.After a while I started. She rotates slowly on the bed, offering her mouth, and reaching to hold my head in her hands. Another voyage of discovery, more intimate than the first; tongues gently meet for the first time, tentative. Then with some urgency, some confidence, some desire, and our mouths lock together as our needs become mutual. The kiss takes seemingly hours, and when it breaks there is a pause - in the darkness, our eyes meet, invisible, but knowing, and any barriers we ever had are shattered.We kiss again..