She nudged closer and gently sniffed the head. Go on Kiss it! he again urged. God I want to, she replied. She had never been an avid cock sucker alw...ys insisting on me being immaculately clean but she did enjoy it when in the mood, though she had never swallowed my cum! It was breath-taking then, to see her lips part and her tongue peek out, before finally taking her first lick of Jarvis shaft. She moaned and licked along the most prominent vein first, then dropped down to the base and began. Even as a c***d of four, if her recollections are to be believed, Rebecca was captivated by the imagery of the Crucifixion. It seemed for her entire life, she wondered and imagined what it would be like to be suspended from the arms of a cross and to suffer the pain of torture. Later in life, when she was a teenager she wondered if this obsession was the result of an Italian Catholic upbringing. For sure, from kindergarten through elementary school, from the time of her first communion to her. I felt his cheek tighten with his smile. ‘Naw. It’s definitely you.’ His breath brushed my collar bone and I tried to suppress a shiver. ‘You smell like sun and rain. . and summer.’ He inhaled again. ‘And . . .lemons?’ ‘Fabric softener.’ I croaked. ‘Aren’t you hungry? The eggs are getting cold.’ My hands reached for the plates again. It happened so quickly, I never would figure out how I didn’t fall over. He spun me around, his left hand at the small of my back, pressing me to him. His right. ”“It sure is.” Karen escorted John inside where they were met by Heather at the check-in desk.“Dan isn’t with you this time?” She asked, coming around from the desk to exchange hugs with Karen.“No, this is my friend John, he’s my guest.”“Okay, hi John. Tell Dan that I miss seeing him here.” John smiled, his eyes taking in the slender looking body of this late teen.“You know you can come over to our home any time you need him,” Karen mentioned.“I know. I don’t need him as often as I used to now.