She told me she like cut men, they were better to suck she said. One more thing I loved was playing with and sucking her tits and she never denied me ...he wonderful sensation it gave me. Her hard nipple between my lips felt great, I just wish I could get milk out of them, that would have been awesome.When I had to leave it was the hardest thing I had ever had to do – leaving her was like cutting a leg off.Another thing she liked doing was talking dirty to me and she only did that when we were. Sweat predominantly, yes, but there was just a trace element of her body lotion, the one she applied religiously, every time without fail, after her shower. She liked showers.The sharp tang of her mixed with the flavor of my cum. I’ve sampled myself and found it uninteresting. I admit that, but sometimes in a show of solidarity it’s the right thing to do.For now, I extended my hand to slide lightly over her hip. I can feel her muscles. They aren’t prominent, but they are firm under my fingers.. Sucking it hard and lashing it with my Tongue. I carried on till I ran out of breath,it felt like an eternity, but it tasted great, her juices were running down my chin, I swallowed as much as i could savoring her taste.I took Helen's from her arse and spit on it to make more of her fingers wet. I went back to work on her clit, while taking Helen's wet fingers back to her arsehole and using three of her fingers to penetrate the tight hole.As her fingers forced there way in I could again feel. "I have to have permission, I think." The skirt hit the floor and she stepped out of it, then pulled her top over her head."My fault, then," I muttered. "Well, I need to do an eval. Keep going. And start wearing the stuff you can get issued -- you can at least get it washed." The issue outfit was a simple shift that barely covered a woman's ass -- not that it bothered guys."Yes, sir." She stood there in her bra and panties, waiting."Do it all, Honey," I told her. "We're just getting to the good.