When I opened my mouth and as his tongue invaded my mouth, I tasted something funny. I couldn’t explain the taste on his tongues but I really liked ...he taste. I had no idea then, that I tasted my own pussy juice.After parting from the kiss he asked “how did you enjoy that?”“It was very nice, can you do it again” I asked him, desperately needing to experience the pleasure once again.“Don’t worry, now we can do something much more better than what I did now. It will give you more pleasure than. He wanted my pussy to look great for our vacation together. Afterwards, he licked my cunt till I screamed over and over again. We had found out together that I could squirt. He loved when I’d get so excited that my vagina would spray all over his face. He said it was very exciting to be with a woman who did that. We didn’t have sex after he made me come over and over again. He said it was just a night of pleasuring me. He licked my pussy and my asshole most of the night. I did see that he was. It was another cellar.? Mel was laying onher belly on top of a long, thin bench.?Thick cords lashed her wrists and ankles to the bench legs.? She was completely naked.? Directly in front of her was a large screen;behind her was a computer-generated projector and, of course, Steve.? The feminist had been crudely gagged with ahandkerchief.? Her buttocks were brightscarlet; her face was creased in agony and tears were streaming down hercheeks.? She had strained against herbonds until she realised. " Aw, but-" No!" she said sternly. "I am not taking a slut to the movies." Fine," he said. I felt the weight on my chest decrease to a size thatwas still unsettling, but definitely not unbearable. I felt a few otherchanges, but fairly minor. I waited a few seconds, and then finallyopened my eyes. My cousins stared at me, Dan in awe, and Leah with a lookof approval as if I was a work of art she had just finished."Not bad, not bad," she said. "Not too sexy, not too shabby. All in all,I think.