Frozen Fantasy: A Snowy Seduction

I made a point of not trying to kiss her, but I did ask about a date next Friday. “Ahhhhhh, ohhhhhhh lord, ohhh yes,” she groaned as wave after wave of ecstasy raced through her body. XXX “Thank you, that was wonderful,” she whispered as she kissed my neck. She stood on her toes in the openest of invitations, and I let my shaft lie across the place where she was asking my to enter, moving slowly back and forth. When I met resistance, it was so slight that I could not be sure then whether it were not just a dry place, a tighter place, and when I felt release and she opened her mouth in what could have been passing pain or suddenly greater pleasure, I was deep in. The next Wednesday, I mentioned to her an art exhibit which I had been told would interest her, and asked if she wanted to go on Saturday afternoon with me.