He could almost see them now,carmine red and dripping with cool, sweet water. Rosewater,he thought for no reason at all, and swung the door open. 22.A...momentary confusion: KC seemed to be looking into his ownroom. No, not his room. But he had recognised it,nonetheless. It was Her room. The Girl's. He was lookinginto The Girl's bedroom.'Bedroom' wasn't the right word. There was another word,something his Mother used on occasion, something thatsounded dainty and enchanting, a word ladies might. Aware that the damp patch was growing as she felt her juices dribble into them. She watched as the girl edged her face closer.As the girl reached out to pull her knickers down Susie growled,“No, you little slut, use your mouth.”Without a word, the girl leaned her face in and gripped the waistband with her teeth, tugging on the flimsy material as she inhaled deeply. The scent of Susie’s soaking wet cunt filling her nostrils. She managed to pull the material down, the silk sliding over Susie’s. I wondered howshe'd dress, how she'd wear her makeup; who she was and the secretdesires she held. Although I didn't normally smoke, I began doing so asI looked at those pictures. In preparation, I let my hair grow longer over those 8 weeks. I began toaccumulate little items that she would need. I estimated as best I couldher size yet was unsure of her preferences. I bought a new suitcase andslowly began packing. If my girlfriend had been more observant, or hadseen cause to be, she would. You can do some other stuff with my tits later, but right, all I want is this. I don't think I'm a real cocksucker, but I want to be the cocksucker for you, now."She was. There are certain nerve endings in a penis, that when properly stimulated, will produce a sense of euphoria. Katie, for all her innocence, hit them all. I was in heaven. In heaven, for all Katie's interest in Jesus and things heavenly, things were starting to stir, as well. Katie blew me. She was not so shy or so girly about.