#370473 - So this time, as we pulled the covers down and I had kissed Paul passionately, I asked him, Paul, will you make love to me tonight? I mean, really really make love to me? There was a tear on my cheek. I didn't stop him when he slid his hand into my panties under my skirt and felt how wet I was. He was laying on top of me, his hard cock pressed against my belly.