I have tasted my juices before for other men but have never had another woman taste them.“Do- do they taste good?” I moaned. My clit was still har... and I wanted to come again.“Yes,” she whispered. “They are delicious. But you are all wet, I must clean you.” With that she dove into me again. I don’t think that I will ever get over that feeling of complete and total ecstasy that I felt when she pushed her wet tongue into my crack. Unthinkingly, I took my left hand and placed it on her nipple. I. She kicked her feet against the floorboard and tried to scream through the duct tape. I hit the brakes and shoved the car into the park in a quick motion.The truck skidded to halt, she bounded around, bouncing up on the backseat and back to floorboard. I turned and moved over the seat, balled up my fist and smacked the bloody spot on the blanket. I figure my signet ring hit that crack in her scalp because she whelped in pain.“Shut the fuck up, you scraggly, assed whore,” I said.She kept. ’ ‘I only have one class on Friday, and it’s at 1:15, so I can spend as much time here as you’d like,’ I told her. ‘I can even sleep on the floor!’ I joked. Sophia hugged me tightly and planted a kiss on my cheek. I could feel my face turning red. ‘Thank you, Phil! You don’t know how much it means to me, having you here.’ I felt my breathing get just a bit more shallow and my pulse quicken. I wanted to see Sophia the way she saw me: as a best friend, as a confidant. But I had a knockout. We sat and talked after Robert gave ourorder."I have to tell you something," Robert said. "It may be a bit embarrassingbut it will work out for you in the long run. I hope you can forgive me." "What can you have possibly done to make me mad at you?" I asked. I leanedover and gave him a little kiss on the cheek."I told mom about what we have been doing." I was astonished. I feltbetrayed. How could he do this to me? I wanted to get up and leave, gohome and never wear a dress again.I took a deep.