Now it was Mark's turn to sigh with pleasure as she worked the point of her tongue into the cleft on the underside of the head, working it around this...most sensitive area. Then she worked her way slowly along the shaft and down to his balls. She took each one in turn, licking it sensuously before working her way back up the shaft to the head again. As her lips slid over the head I wondered how she had gained such expertise in the art of fellatio - certainly not from anything she did with me!She. Turns out she was a senior, and she was seventeen. She was a poet, a singer, and she was a nerd like me. She had a level 15 troll shaman named Voraz. It was cute how eagerly she talked about it, and after awhile I was telling her about me too. She began touching my hair commenting on the feel. The time flew, and soon we were getting ushered out. Someone called her and she answered, laughing and said: “Me and a friend are about to go to IHOP. Are you and your date going to be there as well?” My. "Yes sir!" he said with a knowing smile and departed. The Rangers were known for their hard work and discipline. I quickly moved over to the young man still lying on the ground."Are you all right, young man?" I asked in Gaelic as opposed to the Old English that I had used with the Sergeant. The young man appeared startled by this."I wasn't daydreaming, sir," he told me in Gaelic. "There has been something ... something in the air the last few days. I don't know precisely what it is, but it is. His favorite position is me on top so he can play with and suck on my nipples. He knows it drives me crazy! He can last a long time. He usually gives me at least ten orgasms before he has one. Then I suck on him until he is hard again and we keep going. Well, we used to anyway. Not lately though! “He really loves breasts and has a hard time keeping his hands off of them even now, but it never goes any further than that which leaves me frustrated. I do myself way more often than we make.