That was when she was back in high school. Her freshmen year she had started dating a guy who was two years older than she was. He was more experience... sexually and it showed. Within a few weeks he had pressured her into having sex with him which she regretted every day since. In fact, it had pretty much kept her from dating. She did try once in college but as soon as the guy tried to touch her supple breasts, she ran away and never looked back. On this particular June day, a beautiful woman. Her lips were swollen and her pussy wet. As I got closer I could smell – not just her, but the distinct smell of cum. I looked up at her, and whispered: ”Did he…?”. She nodded, and closed her eyes as I kissed her pussy.Back in the room she lay down on her back, and asked me to lick her pussy. I could see how cum was leaking from her pussy, and was a little hesitant, but at the same time extremely turned on, so I accepted while she told me about what happened:”I came in, wearing my bikini, and. So there we were laying on my bed, getting undress and kissing mmm mmmmm, when then neighbors interrupted us because they wanted me to move the car that was interrupting they work with the bushes, so I had to put my clothes on and moved the car, I believe I had my hair all messy by then it was a little longer, I really have no idea what they thought but I was having a Hot time in my room. So I rush back to the house, run upstairs and there it was on my bed, that awesome hot man naked waiting. That wasn't in the script but John Lilman loved it. "Perfect, Richard. Perfect. Sets the mood right from the start. We'll keep that in."On the way back to Broughley, Meera asked me if I was one of those actors who lived the part. I laughed and replied. "If I did Basil would have wanted his marital pleasure with Deeta." Deeta would be very happy to accommodate Basil in that case." Meera smiled.I grinned. "Don't worry, I won't be snapping at you all the time. I have never felt the need to live.