"I really enjoyed Thursday night," I said, not quite able to meet her eye.She chuckled. "Me too," she said quietly. "I've been waiting for ages for yo...u to kiss me?" Really?" I raised an eyebrow. "I had no idea." I know," she said. "You're cute, but you're kinda hopeless at this, aren't you?" I hung my head, my cheeks flushed. "It's okay," she continued, "me too. But I couldn't wait forever!"I laughed at that. "So, er, would you ... er, would you maybe, er, do you want to be my girlfriend?" I. “I felt satisfied that I was doing the right thing and pleased that you submitted to my will. That was definitely pleasurable.”“Thank you for saying that, sir. But I meant would you be taking sexual pleasure from me. From my vagin ... from my pussy,” Mrs. Waxerman amended the word she used, blushing as she used it.“We are not yet married dear. The Bible very clearly states that a wife has a duty to her family and to her husband. Right now I’m neither of those. I will wait. After we are married,. Suddenly she released me and beamed her beautiful smiling face toward me. "We'll need some sort of lubrication I think?” Her fingers lightly traced little circles on my sac. “Saliva can only partially do the job, so I had better go and see what I have in the bathroom.” She pushed her chair away from the table as she stood. Her hand clamped onto my shaft as she turned to go. “I won’t be long.” She said, stroking my hard cock as she kissed me gently on the lips. “I’ll need you sitting on the edge. She moans and squeals, so I plant down hard over the gag in her mouth, feeling the vibration from her voice, the heat of her breath. "God this feels fucking amazing, baby". She quiets down so I start humping front to back again, holding her head steady beneath me the whole time. I need more so I roll off and find a black vibrator face strap-on from the supplies I bought earlier. I return and stand directly over her head, my back to her body, staring at her hazel eyes beneath me. I start to.