I'd brought the tips of her lovely breasts to glistening peaks before gently easing my hand down the top of one of her smooth, firm thighs. As I slowly traced a return path a little closer to the inside of her thigh, Nadia opened her legs and softly told me "Please, Danny -" touch me there, too -"

Even with that kind of explicit request, I didn't immediately move my hand between her legs. Instead, I just continued caressing my way closer and closer to her treasure, learning just how soft and fine the thatch on her mons was along the way. By the time I first felt her wispy pubic hair against the side of my hand, I was beginning to detect the faint aroma of aroused female. When I finally cupped her mons in my hand, I could feel the warmth and dampness between her vaginal lips where I knew the entrance to her vagina was.

The first thing I did directly to her womanhood was to*slightly* dip my finger between her labia and draw it upwards along her cleft a short distance, in an effort to let her know that I wasn't going to do anything to hurt her. Even that small, simple touch was enough to draw a moan from her as she lifted her hips slightly in welcome.

Carefully and gradually, I eased my fingertip a little deeper each time, and brought it a little farther along her slit before bringing it out again. There came the point where I brushed across her opening, causing her to groan and arch herself up even more before my touch ended with a soft and brief brush across her clitoris, making her gasp.

Patiently, as I continued to nurse at her breasts, I transferred the oils that accumulated at her entrance to the small bead of flesh farther up

– " and began manipulating it. Nadia reacted by drawing her knees up and parting her thighs a little more to give me easier access.