Giving her my hand to steady her as she rolls over, I have difficulty controlling my desire.  I am desperately torn between the need to make love to her and my excitement to continue to explore her body, her level of arousal and her responses to my attention.<em>Just how much can I arouse this woman?</em><br/><br/>Lowering myself, my hands move from her arms to stroke her flanks and hips.  I hungrily kiss her lips, her cheeks, her eyelids, back to the line of her jaw, down her throat and over her chest to climb the slope of those glorious breasts and feast upon her nipple.<br/><br/>With reluctance I pull myself away to fill my hand with more oil and drizzle it over her tummy.  Spreading the oil thickly up over her breasts and chest, down her arms, over her mons and down the front of her legs, being sure to slip a finger between her vulva adding the oil to her own moisture as I stroke her clitoris.<br/><br/>Draping her hair off the table, I pick up the blindfold, lightly kiss each eyelid and slip the blindfold into place.<br/><br/>