”“You said that he didn’t fuck you again straight away, does that mean that he did fuck you later?”“We had only been back a few days,” she...continued, “l went round to see him and take him a cake l’d made. I could hear him upstairs and when l went into the kitchen there was a pile of dirty dishes in the sink. I started doing the washing up when suddenly he came behind me, put his arms round me and grabbed my boobs, l could feel his hard cock pressing against my back and l knew l wanted him. "Now son tell us all about tomorrow afternoon and whoever is going to help your sex education, just who is she and is she as pretty as your mother. Is this girl as pretty as your mother? More to the point will this girl you're going out with know the type of lifestyle you want, the sort of relationship you'd like, and if she does, will she like it?"I looked to each of my parents in turn. "The woman is someone I knew from that paper round I used to do. But that's not all of it, there's something. Inside the bathroom Rachel scrubbed her body and hair, letting the hot water wash over her, but she couldn’t wash away the feelings inside of her. She heard Patrick’s voice as he shouted at her from the other side of the door, but ignored it as well as the frantic banging on it. She stood under the hot spray for five minutes and then turned it off, getting out and wrapped a large white bath towel around her, her hair dripping down her back. Walking over to the medicine cabinet on the wall over. She quickly filled his mouth, bulging his cheeks, her dexterous organ licking him from the inside. She painted his palate with her tongue and drew shapes in his cheeks, the narrow tip grazing the back of his throat. It was the deepest and most unrestrained kiss that he had ever been subjected to, his spine arching and his loins beginning to swell as she ravished him.He felt drunk, dazed, like her slippery tongue was sapping his strength. He had completely relaxed in her arms, limp and pliable.