With the day he'd just been through - the small triumphs, the missteps, all capped by Crispa's rejection of his too-late proposition - Corvus wanted t... fall on Clover and use her body like a musical instrument on which he could play out his joy and his lamentation. He wanted to strip her naked, throw her on the bed, and fuck her until he was too exhausted to keep his eyes open. It would have nothing to do with Clover and, even if she knew that, she would open to him and give him every last bit. He laid her back against her pillows and leaned down to kiss her. Her arms snaked around his neck and she opened her mouth accepting his tongue. He tasted of the Scotch that he had drank for dinner. His hand caressed her firm young breast, teasing the nipple till it was hard. His lips left hers and she sighed as his mouth found the pink pebble and his hand slid lower. Her hands closed over the back of his head as he licked and sucked her sensitive nipple. His hand slipped between her thighs. Curiosity was satisfied for a time until guys at school started talking about girls “sprouting” breasts and boys getting “hard.” I was nearly thirteen at the time and was getting un-encouraged erections and of course learned to get encouraged ones too. I had to see more and feel more now, so one day Mom was getting ready in my room I walked in and asked to fasten her stockings…”again”, she asked, “I guess once more won’t matter.” This time she was wearing girdle, something I hadn’t seen,. He grabbed her hair and pushed her towards his cock. So big and wide, so slick, she had never sucked such a big cock before and it thrilled her. He pushed into her mouth and she closed her eyes. His hands gripped her head tighter and he slowly started to pull her on and off him. Despite his domination of her, he was gentle, careful not to pull to roughly or too deeply. Again and again he pulled her onto him. She was loving it. Loving the feeling of him in her mouth, the silky smoothness of his.