“Hot mess sex is better than hot mess food.”Carie pinched the bridge of her nose, squeezing her eyes shut again. “Vasily,” she sighed wearily,...“get out.” She felt so done. The goodwill from the sofa prologue had completely evaporated.“No dessert?” he asked, still being sarcastic. It was rather surprising that he was taking the sour humour route rather than going ballistic on her for the blue balls manoeuvre she pulled on the sofa earlier.She smirked. “No, and you’re not getting any more of my. I fell back with relief on the bed, she clean my dick with her tongue, she came over me, kissing my face and chest, still her hand was feeling my weakened dick, I grabbed her in arms, I rolled over, I started to suck her nipples one after one, while my hand was inside her wet panty feeling her womanhood, I looked her said you are already done! She sighs and force my body down to her, I came kissing down her areola, nipples, navel, I hide my face between her legs, she close her legs I was. I am amazed she did not lock me in my room and throw away the key. However, she stood by me, as any mother should. Mum even warned be about boys and what was the only thing they wanted, maybe not all boys, but most. I dated a few boys when I was around 14, and I was very careful. I wanted to wait until I was older, before I had sex with anyone, especially as I was into poetry and romance and wanted to find love first. I was rebellious, but not stupid enough to have sex with the first boy I met,. What am I going to do about my cock?"Without a word she dropped to her knees in front of me and pulled downthe panties until my cock sprung free. Grasping it with her hand she tookthe head into her mouth and began to suckle it and run her tongue backand forth under and behind the head. I grabbed her head and began toslowly fuck her mouth with it in short strokes. Oral sex was a favoritepart of our sexual activities and she was very accomplished at givinghead. Within a few moments I felt my.