I was only an eighth grader, not yet fourteen.Kyle taught me how to pleasure a woman. I learned how to get her turned on, how to eat pussy, how to giv... a girl an orgasm and how to last long enough to satisfy a girl. Kyle also taught me to be careful when I had sex. He constantly preached that I had to use protection when I made love to a girl. I didn't listen to the last lesson closely enough.My encounter with the cheerleader gave me confidence to ask girls my own age for dates. My looks helped. The mage must have used her magic to wipe away the signs of the fight.She trudged up the stairs, not realizing my fellow knights and I stood at the top. Sophia appeared behind her, the pink light glowing before her, than her companions, the orc holding the mage in his arms, her eyes closed with sleep, the changeling had his arms around the avian, her small form leaning against him like she was about to collapse from exhaustion or broken by the fight. The elf’s eyes were distant, the halfling. I had to take a deep breath, because Jess had a talent for this. It was hard, pardon the pun, not to cum. Not only could Jess suck a mean cock, she was doing it as Xena. But I was getting hungry, I needed a pussy to eat. I laid Jess on the bed, and removed the black, silk panties she wore under her custom. She had a sweet landing strip, her pussy tasted good, and smelt better. I drove my tongue deep into her pussy and licked the juice. I could hear Jess moan with delight as a I licked each part. I shrugged. No use in getting riled up. This bird would be back in the cage inside a month.I gave him a couple of printed pages with his contacts, his new job at a car wash and a schedule for his appointments. He crumpled the papers and shoved them contemptuously into his pocket before he left. I shrugged again. I made a mental note to check him out at his work in the next days.The next appointment was waiting already, Samir Haboub, a talented scam artist. His specialty had been to pose as a.