A continual flow of juice drenched the sheet under me. His mouth melting into mine, his quick tongue massaging mine. Every strand of my pussy felt him...ever so slowly pumped in and out, stunningly long strokes, forcing yelps out of my lungs, caressing depths I didn’t know existed. I began to fear I would burst into a thousand pieces. So, so deep. I quickly tightened my legs around his waist; pulling him in as far as he could go. My boiling saturated pussy wildly humped, tugging at his buried. Seireri had also promised to send one of her acolytes to return it on their behalf. Going on foot was no slower than going on the cart, and through this forested region, walking was probably faster.They had started walking along a well-trekked trail into the forest. Tall, dense foliage blocked out most of the moonlight, so the forest floor was dark and gloomy, perfectly fitting Vennoa’s mood. As time passed, the trail became less and less worn out, as if fewer people made it this far. Finally,. ’ ‘And your boyfriend thinks your son isn’t well-behaved?’ Mitch asked. ‘Sometimes,’ Kristin said. ‘He’s not a bad kid, actually, but when he isn’t, my boyfriend always takes it out on me.’ ‘You mean he hits you?’ Mitch asked, feeling his muscles tighten. He’d never been able to understand why a man would hit a woman. It went against everything he believed. And hitting a woman as attractive as Kristin was a real crime. Kristin rubbed her shoulder. ‘I still got bruises from the last time,’ she. “Okay, I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll go with your plan and “practice” with you, but I don’t want things to go too fast. We can start with making out and go from there.”She giggled, “okay, when do we start?”I thought for a second and couldn’t stop myself from saying.“No time like the present.”We both laughed and quickly finished up our ice cream.We walked to my house holding hands like we always did. It didn’t take long before we reached home and with a cordial hello to my mom, we went.