Moving my lips down, I kissed her swollen pussy lips. Her legs tensed, her back arched, her hands stiffened holding the table, her feet curled, all at...the sensation of a kiss. Slowly, circling her dripping wet virgin pussy with my tongue, I moved my hands up her body to her tits, squeezing them hard. She moaned loudly, and just as she moaned, I moved my tongue between her hot, juicy, wet pussy lips. Pushing it a bit inside and she moaned yet again. Louder than before, her neck stiffened, her. "So what do I have to do?" I asked."Simply go to the restroom and put the cage back on. I would prefer you not cum before you do, though I did promise you that you would be able to. So if you choose to masturbate in the stall before you put it on I cannot control that and it is your choice. Though I have to say that I would prefer it if you did not. So put it on, return to me and hand me the key."I started to stand up and she said, "Wait one more thing. Be sure you realize what you're handing. Kristen and began talking about the taste of cum and the fact that I liked it. It was then that I admitted to her that I loved the taste of cum and regularily sucked off my friend Mike (see previous stories). Kristen loved hearing about that and was really curious, wanting to know all the details... it turned her on.It was a bush party in August when she finally got her chance to get me into a threesome. We arrived in my old van and it was a party that Mike was there. Kristen was all over. I raised up and aimed my cock at her very wet cunt. I drove forward totally impaling her on one hard thrust. Her pussy was ready for the fucking she was about to receive. Now it was a question. Who needed it more me or her?I fucked her fast and furious like a madman. She was screaming and fucking back. She was turning out to be a fabulous fuck. I wondered why I had not fucked her before this.Then she started pleading with me not to cum in her. “I’m fertile, please do not cum in me,” she.