I just went for it. I knew more now and did things to him that blew his mind.Out it came and up it went as I headed down on it. Licking the head for a...few seconds I noticed the taste. I didn’t think that they all had the different tastes but his tasted sweeter. It was not bigger then my boyfriends but longer and fatter. I did more things then I could do before. He didn’t stop me and I finally got to taste his seed.Larry took me upstairs to an empty bedroom. We fell onto the bed. I wondered what. The anxious pressure in my chest was still there.Martha was sitting at her dressing table, almost fully dressed and putting on makeup. I hurried in and bent down and kissed her.She pulled my arm. "Hey, you're out of breath. You've been running forever." Yeah. I have to fix your coffee." C'mere. Kiss me first."I gave her a smooch on the lips and she pulled me down for a hug. "Don't," I said, but it was too late. I dripped sweat on her blouse.She said, "Oops, you're all sweaty. Isn't it too hot. ..yes of course how dashed silly of me to forget !" anincreasingly frustrated Montie replied. "An excellent idea of course.It's kept upstairs so if you'd like to come with me now I'll give it toyou as I'm sure she must be wondering what's happening" he saidimmediately getting up as he was only too relieved to get away from theColonel's constant lecherous winks and grins.As they entered the main hall Montie whilst now in a buoyant and muchmore cheerful mood, realising he must quickly learn to. When Angelina was finished my hair was back in a luxurious braided knot with a few tendrils curling down my face, neck, and back. ‘Now take off your robe so I can do your make up. I want to match it all the way down to where your jacket will hit,’ she said. ‘I can’t,’ I replied. ‘Go on don’t be shy. I’ve seen women undressed before. You will be nothing new. Go on, undress,’ she said. I repeated ‘I can’t. It’s not because I’m shy about being nude but, because I have scars I don’t want you to.