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Chapter 13 by grimbous grimbous

What do you do with her?

Let her know that she is yours.

You remove your finger from her chin. She breaks her gaze but this time stares at your chest instead of the floor. Her body language is transformed. Arousal still obvious, but her shame has been replaced by something like acceptance. She is growing comfortable in being with a kindred soul.

Sticking with the yes or no questions that have allowed you both to discover your inner selves you continue, "Do you want me to touch you?"

She rubs her hands on her thighs. "Yes!" A slight lurch as if catching herself from doing something. "Yes!"

"No," you reply "not yet."

A palpable shiver goes through her body, "Please!" she begs just a little too loudly.

"Shhh, we don't want to be interupted." You smile.

"No sir."

You take up a position in front of her, arms crossed in front of you. "Touch yourself."

She seizes the opportunity and immediately reaches between her legs with her right hand. "Not there," you snap, "anywhere else."

She sighs heavily. A dewy moisture has darkened her immaculate pubic hair. She moves her hand upward and begins to run it up and down from belly button to lower chest and back down again.

"Yes, very good."

She slowly begins to undulate her body and running her other hand up and down her hip. She is awkward and unpracticed, but her commitment to the moment and the honesty of her movement makes up for it. You are sure that she is to be letting herself go in ways she never has before.

She then runs both hands up her sides then brings them to her breasts, cupping them and running her thumbs over the engorged nipples. She squeezes her tits then lets go again. Her hips begin to sway, then move in a circular motion. Soon her shoulders and knees begin to move with an unheard rhythm as her whole body beckons for you. She meets your gaze once again, this time desperately searching for approval and acceptance. You slowly nod, "You are a goddess." She glows with a look of overwhelming joy.

"I am yours. What ever happens from here on, I am yours!" She writhes as if in heat, "Take me, sir. Take me...please!"

How do you want to do this?

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