I know, I know. Easy to blow my own trumpet, but like I said I always thought I just looked ordinary. It was my girlfriends who told me I was pretty, ...nd more than a few of the boys… Although I suspect they had ulterior motives for buttering me up, but more on that later. Anyway, like I said, I had a normal childhood, Barbie dolls, boys were smelly until I was thirteen and then they were more interesting, make up, fashion and giggling with my friends about how Marlene Moore had been caught. I began to suck harder on her lips and clit. She responded by thrusting her pussy in my face and holding my hair to keep my head in place. I could tell she was getting close by the way she was breathing and the way she held the back of my head. I opened my mouth as wide as I could so I could apply suction to all of her pussy while alternating between licking up between her lips to her clit and thrusting my tongue as deep as I could in to her pussy. Donna doesn’t get too vocal. She just. To make my day he had a lovely pair of white Y fronts on the same as me.With our trousers down our thighs we continued to kiss passionately. I took his erect cock out through his fly and he supported a gorgeous 7" cock which was circumcised. I couldn't resist and got on my knees to take his hard length into my mouth. I gave him a blow job that he said was one of the best he had ever had. I kept changing from sucking his beautiful cock through his white Y fronts to a full kissing session.My. “And you decided to act the hero?”I shrugged. “I was sure of my armor. I just thought you might be better skilled at taking this thing apart than I would be.”She looked up at the ceiling and smirked. “Well, I should be able to reset it. If nothing else, that would free you.”I shrugged but didn’t dare drop my armor. “Or turn the metal into nerf material. Something light enough to lift, even at this size.”She smiled. “I like that.” Then she waved at the portcullis, and I felt the weight lift off.