Then we started to get closer and more touchy, touchy. We started kissing passionately and she wrapped her legs around as we headed for the corner of ...the pool. We were heavily petting each other and I was running my hand over her breast as her hand was going up my leg and feel my hard cock. I sat her on one of the steps to the pool and pulled down my swim trunks and started stroking my hard cock. The look in her eyes said it all and to top it off she was biting her tongue while giving me "the. I open my eyes.The ceiling above is grey stone, chipped painstakingly into the mountain, not built. No mortar lines. Flickering torchlight shows chisel marks as it dances. There is chanting again, around me, outside the sarcophagus, and a whisper of thought, saying "please..."Blood drips from a slashed wrist above me. Some strikes my mouth and my tongue unconsciously seeks it. More splashes on my nose, cheeks, chin, dribbles harmlessly past me. Too much blood. The flow of essence behind it is. " I'm your teacher, I'm not supposed to do this." I assuaged him with.... "Your not doing anything. I am." As I found his zipper and kneeled in front of him. He pointed at his wedding ring. "How is that relavant right now?" I questioned, as I pulled out the first uncircumscised cock I had ever seen. Maybe I got "Penis-Envy?" I don't know but....... Whenever I see a penis, I get this tingly urge to "Examine it" fully. My intention was to "just" blow him. Everything was new to me. I had never made love before. I had only had sex. You were my first experience at tenderness and the mix of love and sex. It is something I will never give up. You came here for the first time a few months later. I had missed you like crazy. I didn’t know emotions could get that strong. They can. I am living proof. The greatest feeling, though, is that I know you feel the same way. There is comfort in that that I can’t describe. Knowing this is true love makes me smile.