Like a starving man, I sucked one of her firm teenage tits into my mouth. Part of me still screamed at how wrong this was, but I was lost. For what se...med like an age, I feasted on her teenage boobs as she cradled my head to her, before she pulled me onto the floor with her and encourage my head lower and lower.I kissed her stomach, even finding a thrill in licking her belly button as she moaned above me. Lower still, till my head was at the entrance to her sex.“Yes, lick that cunt,” said Tim,. I’m over nine inches, you know.’ She groaned and another fraction slipped in. ‘Do you think you can deep throat every inch?’ She nodded and groaned. I pulled her trigger, as she gulped down more pre cum and felt her throat continue to oh so slowly work on the tip. ‘What your throat is doing to my cock head right now is how I want you to continue until I’m completely inside you. Your love for my cock will out weigh any obstacle. You will not choke or gag. Very slowly you will nurse my cock to. She kept glancing round at me, and it was with a concerned, confused expression. Even so, she kept going. She fastened the bodice, then the two rows of red cloth buttons, and then finally she placed the shoes at the base.She straightened the garments as a maid might do, and then she folded her arms and turned to me fearfully. "What does this mean, monsieur?"She was waiting, expectantly willing me to speak, but my cock was hard and I was having fun making her wait. Eventually, I answered. Even in her distress and anxiety, I wanted her. I held her, brushing her damp hair from her face, feeling my arousal grow. Before I realized what I was doing, I lifted her face and kissed her warm, trembling mouth. She instinctively gave in to the kiss and opened her mouth as my tongue hungrily invaded that warm, moist place. She moaned when my hand moved under her shirt to her breasts and gently caressed her hardening nipples.A soft, faint mewling sound escaped her lips and, in my eagerness.