Although she used her hands and forearms as a shield between our bodies she turned her face up to me to be kissed. The kiss was long, slow, wet and de...icious. Without changing the position of her hands and arms she laid her head against my chest. This left me looking down at a bare neck, begging to be kissed. When I did what comes naturally, I could almost see the goosebumps and I could certainly feel the shudder that ran through her. I thought, ‘Damn, you’ve done it again.’ Another ‘Thanks. “I want you to know how good you taste, and remind you that you’re not some little girl, you’re all woman.”“While you’re up there, mister, stay up there. It’s my turn at the fountain of the Goddess now.”Taylor grins at me, and walks around to the side of the bed that I’m now vacating. He bends down towards Megan’s lips, and she accepts his, tentatively at first, uncertainly licking the taste onto her own tongue, and considering it, then she embraces it with passionate enthusiasm, and wraps. So I was staying with a close friend who paid for my air ticket & provided me with a place to stay, we stayed in this cement home. You could tell his dad was well paid, his home didn't have tarps & junk s**ttered about. I met his dad at the front gate, very dark skinned, greying hair, wrinkled face. Afterwards I met his servant who was this 19 year old petite lady with a ponytail, always wearing a blue sari, I'll talk about her sometime is you want to hear that story. So we do what we do, hang. I can feel my completion building, each new sensation piling on top of the other. Absently, I am aware still of Asmodeus soft tongue, sharp teeth and rough hands ravaging my breasts. The feelings are the source of my paradise but work so well that I am disjointed from them, the pleasure is all I suffer and I feel it getting stronger. Stop… I am afraid like my first time, frightened that the release will be more than I can endure. No! Keep going! Another part of me screams. My body tenses and I.