He kept kissing for half an hour.After which he stopped and held my face and said I love you. I could not reply. I was happy but I was shocked as it w...s our first physical contact. He hugged me once again and we went home.For another 1.5 years, we did not do anything more than kissing and hugging. We were not even open in touching each other properly.After that one day when my parents had gone to the market and I was alone I called him home. He came to my room and as usual we kissed and slowly. He said oh but I really want to try I’m just embarrassed is all. So I told him lay on his stomach and I spread his butt cheeks open and started to lick the rim of his asshole and stick out my tongue and make little probing stabs into his anus. Timmy was very surprised as I heard him say that really does feel hot as hell. I told him sit up and I kissed him and said well I hope you enjoy doing it too. He said you know what? would you please lay down Mrs. X. I said sure and as soon as I laid down. I arched my back, holding tight at the back of her head, and tried to force her tongue into me. She licked at me like she was crazed, pushing my legs up and opening me roughly. She gripped my thighs and forced her tongue down inside me, using her whole face to rub me as her fingers held me open.I cried out as she drove me into a release so intense I wet myself. Before I could recover, she shifted me up onto the bed as if I was weightless. When she dove at me, I met her half-way. Our teeth. I found an old deserted farm in south-west Missouri near a huge lake. The barn had collapsed sideways, probably from a wind storm some time ago. The farmhouse was still standing, a heavy, low two story structure that had a slate roof and looked like it could withstand the second coming. The windows were all covered with shutters and the front door was nailed shut. Behind the house, however, was a broad porch that led to a latched door. I carefully opened it, watching for feral animals or bats..