I had tears on my cheeks and my throat was constricted with emotion. Raw eroticism can not do justice to the pure sensual joy that her body could prov...de. I wanted to have her, for her to have me. To slather her with my tongue. I could only imagine the delights of her sex around my member, on me, surrounding me.I knew, within myself, with absolute certainty, that to engage In any form of lovemaking with this regal being would be to forfeit my entire soul to her totally. I was willing to throw. Our dads had told us that as long as the door was open, Ryan could sleep in my room. That night we all retired to our rooms early. Ryan and I knew everyone was asleep, but we were still awake talking and doing school work. I saw the bulge in his boxers, he saw my stares. I was a bit embarrassed when I realized he caught me. He knew I was a virgin, and I knew he was not. Ryan was letting me choose the pace of our relationship, but tonight he took charge. He laid me down on the bed, my short. .. I relaxed him and let him thinking it was you. I... I really thought it was you, like the other day." I believe you, please go on."She looked slightly relived and said, "I asked why you were there and when he answered I realized it wasn't your voice I jumped up and turned around. I told him I said no."She paused for a moment, looked guilty then said, "But I wanted him to continue. Part of me didn't care. My, ur, feminine part just wanted some relief. He backed up and just talked some. He. I put it, raw, on a plate. I set it on the floor for the timora, Rasha."What is this? Have you no ale, or wine?" she asked me after sipping the milk."How old are you, anyway?" I asked her."I am in my fifteenth year. My day of birth was just celebrated a month ago," she responded."Well, I think you could use milk more than a glass of wine. You were suffering, and your body needs to replenish the vitamins that are in this milk," Matt rumbled firmly."Once you're done in here, I'll run a bath for.