“…I couldn’t resist one day she left her swim suit outside and I stole part of it.”“I see.” The voice paused before continuing, “This is...quite the sin. What did you do with the stolen suit?”“The next time she was laying out topless I beat off into the stole suit while admiring her.”The shame filled my voice as I admitted the degeneracy I had committed.“Describe her to me.” The voice commanded. The memory of my topless neighbor flooded back to me. I described her long blonde hair and bronze body. Then Becca nodded to Cassie. Grinning, the 11 year old sprang from the couch, and over to Mikes erect penis, taking it in her mouth. Mike groaned in pleasure. Somehow, even at such a young age, this bitch was one of the best cocksuckers he had ever had in his entire 17 years of life. She sucked at his penis greedily as her tongue danced on the tip of his cock. Her right hand pumped up and down his 8 inches, while her left fondled at his balls. But while she was enthusiastic in her. He had claimed her that day on the ship, claimed her as his mate, and by virtue of that he had claimed the Drow who also ruled her heart. The weeks they had spent together had been the most perilous of his life, and the most joyous. She smelled so sweet and pure, her very essence filling his being, bringing him the peace he had sought for so long. Their times together had been his first with a woman, and Tarifa had fit him like the proverbial glove. Her body was perfection, at least in his. I felt her warm sweet breath of my neck and groaned. My cock was now straining against my jeans and I was getting extremely turned on. I drew her face to mine and we started to kiss and as we did, tongues dancing together, I felt Eva’s hands drop to my belt and begin to unbuckle it. After fumbling with it for several seconds she managed to get it unhooked tossing it over the side of the bed. Climbing on top of me she kissed me gently on the lips and straddling me she slowly began to unbutton.