Idozed off and must have fallen asleep quickly.Waking up at 6.30 was normal for me, Miss Cummings, I did not even try tothink of her as Bertha anymore..., woke up slowly. She stroke the insight ofmy leg and kissed me good morning. Sweet words came out of her mouth.Darling, sweet sissy, darling Nancy girl etc. I enjoyed her hands and herkisses, I loved her words. Than she came laying on top of me. With hervoluptuous body, she outweighed me about 30 pounds. Our nighties were theonly things between. We went into 69 position and I licked her pussy while she sucked my cock. She had an orgasm while I was licking her pussy. Needless to say, I had to drink her nectar.Then, an idea came to my mind, I asked her to come with me and took her to a wall adjacent to the balcony of our room. There I sandwiched her between myself and the wall, lifted her up and positioned my penis at her vagina. She understood what I was gonna do.She whispered to me, “Go slow, I am a virgin.” I nodded and began. .Peaches. She tried to bring her legs up to give me better access but it was no use, they were limp. She clutched me with her arms as I hammered her. “Call me Pea….call me Pee…” I knew what she was trying to say, “Peaches, are you getting what you wanted? Is this what you wanted?” I was working hard, hoping the rubber would stand up to the abuse I was giving it. She ran her hands through my hair, then dropped them to the bed, exhausted. “Peaches? are you all right?” She looked up at me. Stella Maris still hides how deeply involved she gets into BDSM. As a shere sex slave. To be abused by Peter.Stella Maris still needs to tell several more important experiences to build up the logic of her long confession.Stella Maris still needs few more erotic episodes like this one, before she will disclose her genuine gem here.Stella Maris gives away in several side-lines how much feeling vulnerable and being exposed, do turn her on!Stella Maris gives away, bit by bit, her discovery of how.