He licked the hot cum off of my and made me shudder with pleasure as his tongue massaged my balls. I awkwardly did the same for him but had no experie...ce and probably wasn’t as good. I still found I deeply enjoyed it and as his cock came back to life I found myself very eager to lick every inch of him and take as much of his monster dick into my mouth as I could. I could only fit about half of it in comfortably but sucked it for all I was worth while I fingered his ass again and he sucked me. Louise told Harry all about school and her friends and what she did for work. Harry got to the subject of age and said "well how old are you young lady?" Louise who had struggled to understand some of the idle chit chat due to Harrys slight Indian accent and the noise from the music replied "Im really quite naughty, Im only 17". Harry replied "Really? Wow. I thought you were about 20, you are naughty and to think I bought you a drink that makes me naughty too". He laughed a little as did Louise. There was slobber everywhere. Stepping behind me he used his tongue and then his fingers to get my asshole to relax. When he felt I was ready he placed the head of his cock at my hole and with slight pressure he started to push inside. The burn and the pain were almost unbearable, but he took his time and kept talking to me about how it would soon turn to pleasure. He was right. I was soon enjoying the feeling of that huge cock in my ass and surprised myself by pushing back to get more and. After Paris, I began to understand what she had fought in her youth, saw just how it affected her and the idea that I could change that seemed too tantalising to ignore. It was a goal I had to set myself to. I developed a new kind of vigour in the way I cared for her, I left more notes, made her more cups of coffee, told her everyday that I loved her and wanted nothing but her happiness. Most of the time, I would arrive home from work before her and try to make things easier for her by starting.