“That water is dirty now. I’ve hauled this here kettle water to warm you up and clean that bear claw wound on your ribs.” She rolled up her slee...es revealing her porcelain skin beneath, and then picked up a block of soap from the bucket.The lingering scent of her perfume mingled with the smell of lye soap. I liked her smell too, I thought.“Stand up,” she commanded. “After surviving, cleanliness is important, especially with wounds.”“Yes, Ma’am,” I answered. She saw my expression of pain but. I told him to strip. He did and then we did it right there on the living room floor.” Alison and Nick were both curious, but Nick piped up, “Was it any good?” I had to break the bad news, “No. It was awful. It hurt. I had a lot of mistaken impressions about sex, one of which is that I would orgasm. We did it lots of times after that day, but I never had an orgasm with him like that. I learned a lot about myself. I just can’t cum from standard old sex. I need more.” “I did finally learn to. She let go of my cock and spread her legs. I slid between her legs and placed my mouth over her clit which was hard and waiting. She slid down flat on the rug and I pulled her legs further apart.I continued kissing her legs and behind her knees. When I returned to her pussy she was wet and quivering. I dove my tongue into the folds of her pussy lips and pushed deeper into her womb. As I worked her clit she arched her back and let out a slight moan – she was climaxing and I could taste her fluid. Is this first time?I said yes.A pretty girl is touching me, but am not enjoying it internally. Inside me I was feeling guilty on what happening to me. Am being touched by the girl who doesn’t have love or affection, nor doing with interest on me. She was doing this only for money, but not with her heartful wish or love. This made me upset inside.She was shaking only the middle section of the cock, but not touching head at all. That action was not sufficient to stimulate my cock to reach its.