But at that time I did not have any feelings for her as I was truly innocent. She must have been observing me because after four months of my stay the...re I had my first encounter with her. It was a Sunday – I clearly remember the day – as most of the people staying in our quarters had gone to church. I had not gone as I was feeling unwell.By the way our staying quarters consisted of a row of single rooms with a library in the mid-section separating the east wing from the west. One wing was. 5 inches long and thick , the second one was of his cock entering a pussy doggie style, it looked as if he was stretching her cunt out to the limits, last was a video, I started it, it showed him on top of a girl pounding his cock into her, she was lost in the heat of the moment moaning and taking his big cock, he pulled out of her and started to shoot his load, the first rope shot out, then the second, going out of camera view, the rest hit her belly and pussy hair, the camera man pulled back. I reminded her of that fact.Stacy sighed and folded her arms. She stood with her hips akimbo like she was losing patience with me. “Oh please, Master Danny, have your way with me,” she asked if that was what I wanted to hear.Strangely, it wasn’t. I realized I didn’t want to order her to have sex with me at all. I was flattered that Stacy asked me to have sex in the first place. She probably got hit on all the time at school. I was too shy or naïve to try to hit on her or ask her to have sex.. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back to rest it against his hard flat belly. She placed her hands over his and uncrossed her legs."Don't stop, Wes," she pleaded. "Oh, please don't stop." You want a little loving, Daisy Mae?" he asked, and she nodded, a flash of amusement going through her at his misnomer of her for her role in the play. His hands moved lightly down over her ribcage and for a while stroked her flanks with a touch that was not quite a tickle but which in any case centered.