We lay there, Katrin in my arms. "Dan, this has been a wonderful evening!" she breathed.
"I agree, Katrin."
"I'd still like to get some more of your pictures, when we get a chance. And if you want to, I'd like to see you again."
"Katrin, I'm glad you want more of my art. And yes, I'd like to get together again."
"Good! Should I find my way home now, or is it OK if I spend the night?"
"Please stay."
"Twist my arm," she said playfully.
"How about if I twist something else?" I replied mischievously, and fondled one of her still sensitive t**s.
"That does it! I'm definitely staying!" she grinned. She grabbed my flaccid pecker and kneaded it back to tumescence.
"OK, Woman, you asked for it!" I mounted her, plunged right in and up to the hilt, and we were soon humping furiously. Katrin
