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She looked me in the eye, “Are you happy now? Am I humiliated sufficiently or should I lick the floor clean with my tongue?”“I don’t want to humiliate you,” I explained, “I just want to let my seed fly within you, you are very comely, almost beautiful. Sate my needs, take away the cares of the day with your sweet kisses and soft womb.” “Not here, is there a bedroom?” she replied to my surprise. I expected protests.“Why yes, of course., upstairs.” I led the way up the stairs to my room, I opened the door. “What do you think?”She had to be impressed, my four poster bed, the window with panoramic views over my park.She walked to the window and stared.I bolted the door, threw aside my jacket, slipped off my shirt and dropped my breeches. I even took off my socks.I walked across and stood behind her. I cupped her breasts. I kissed her shoulder. She shuddered. “Its beautiful.” she said softly.“Bend forward, take your weight on the window sill,” I whispered. “I wish to mount you.” “Like a. I knelt at the end of the bed and began to kiss her knee, working my way up her leg until I was back where I wanted to be. I gazed down on her glistening lips as they pushed out through the hair. Taking my thumbs, I opened up those lips to expose the soft pink flesh inside, then I lowered my head and licked her for the first time. The taste of her was exotic, bitter sweet, intoxicating. She shivered as my tongue made contact and I licked her again, enjoying the taste of her juice in my mouth. I lowered my head so that my tongue pushed deep into her and explored, searching for her clit. When she gasped loudly I knew I had found it and was amazed at how it seem to expand as I began to lick it, feeling her body shiver and tremble as I worked her to her climax. I reached under and took her bottom in my hands, holding her tight to my face, her legs wrapped around my head so I could not escape. Relentlessly I tongued her clit, as she built up to a climax that rocked her, crying out over.
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Plus I grew up in a small, rural town, in a conservative community. It was a very tight-knit and Christian church community, where sexual desire was condemned and rules were rigid about sex before marriage. So, by the time I reached nineteen, I had never even gone as far as kissing a boy.When my mother married Pat, I was treated to my first sexual experience – hearing them screw every night through the wall of my bedroom.My mother and stepfather’s bedroom wall ran adjacent to mine, so I could hear everything that went on in their bedroom at night. It sounded like absolute carnage in there at times. I’d hear my mother gasping and groaning, my stepfather grunting and snorting like a pig, the headboard slamming against the wall, the bed squeaking, as the stout little man rutted my mother like she was a piece of meat.I knew Pat was a real brute in bed, like a wild animal at times, just by the commotion coming from their bedroom during the night. Sometimes it would go on for hours and he.

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