“Fuck-me-fuck-me-harder-harder-harder-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhhhhhhh!” I assumed that, with this last, she came, because there was no more sou...d from her, until about five seconds later, when she groaned through the rest of her climax. Meanwhile, I had my tongue deep inside another pussy. This one was smaller than the first two, only about three inches between clit and asshole; as such, I was able to lick everywhere. I knew what an 18-year-old’s pussy tasted like, and concentrated on that. No one knew thewiser.I was very happy in my new job. My life was getting back in order,finally. Sarah and I loved our new beach home and we made sure wekept ourselves in good shape and worked on our tans in our offhours. We loved shopping for new bikinis and sexy clothes togetherand Sarah helped me refine my femininity. We even found that myequipment still worked with a little help from the "V" drug. Drugsdo work. I found myself liking the submissive feminine role thougharound Sarah. She. I write most of my stories under a different nom de plume. I have a fine collection of H ratings on my stories, and only a few are trashed, most because of premise, some because the asshole didn’t actually, you know, read the story. Back to this handle: I adopted it when I started going after some of the extremely lousy writing that began to show up on Literotica some years ago, and many of the worst offenders refuse to allow anonymous commentary. I reasoned if I pointed out some of the truly. Kim felt Kevin’s hand on her knee and thought to herself I want him so badly right now. But despite her feelings she pushed his hand away. He could sense her thoughts, and knew that he would have to wait until the right time to start making his move again. The thoughts he had pushed earlier would just now begin to seem more immediate to her. He knew what she would be thinking, even without his ability to read her. She would start by remembering the hand on her knee, and imagining it moving.