We had no idea where we had packed the lube, so I told her that she would have to leave it for now, and spent the rest of the morning slowly fucking. ...She has a lovely tight vagina, and knows how to use her inner muscles to squeeze the life out of me. We had bought a book on tantric sex several years ago, and we’ve just got to the stage where we can fuck for several hours without either of us cumming, just staying on the edge, until by mutual consent we let ourselves go to enjoy the fantastic. “Don’t do it, mister. I’m warning you!” I cried as he began rubbing his cock on my pussy. I was wet already from stripping, and he had the head of his cock inside me in short order. With a grunt he drove it in deep. As he froze in horror I slapped the knife from his paralyzed hand. His face went white; he made a tiny wail as he pulled his ruined cock out of me. It was sliced down the middle into four sections and spouting blood. He stared in horror, making an awful. "And she did take care of him. Every day she smiled at him and held his hand while they walked over to 'his' shade. She brought him drinks and stopped by to chat when she took a break.By the end of his stay, he had worked up the courage for many things which surprised him. He had actually spoken with her; and she had smiled and answered. The second night, he asked her on a date -- not a real date, he had asked where he should go for the evening and she had gone with him. He enjoyed her presence. ‘You know,’ Bob continued, ‘Heidi and Tim spent a lot of money decorating for the party. If you think what she did out here is something, you ought to see the inside.’ ‘Oh!’ Nancy said and smiled warmly. ‘Are you offering to show me around?’ ‘Of course,’ Bob said. ‘It would be my pleasure.’ He took Nancy’s arm and they headed for the house. There weren’t many people inside the house. Inside, Nancy grinned at Bob. ‘You didn’t ask me in here because you wanted me to see the decorations, did you?’.