Still kissing me, he’d bury his fingers inside me, making me gasp against his lips. My skin would burn where he touched me, his free hand blazing a ...rail of fire up my side to grasp my breast through my dress. Pushing his hand away before I could climax, I’d undo his trousers, free his straining cock from his boxers, and engulf it in my mouth. Sucking hungrily on his cock, my lips would be stretched pleasantly around his girth. I’d cup his balls, massaging them, as my tongue swirled around his. Melody didn't like it either but admitted at least it gave her time to do some of the housework and upkeep of the small farm that didn't involve inspecting the bedroom ceiling.He had returned from one of his trips one morning and they were getting "reacquainted" on the living room couch which entailed a highly excited and very vocal Melody bouncing up and down on top of him when they were interrupted."Well this is interesting," someone said dryly from over Melody's shoulder. Melody twisted. Plump fingers dip between my legs and curl into my slit, fingering me angrily without need for response. This is a show of his power and pride, not of his skills in pleasure. He has none.His breath is soured by drink as he licks up my neck before breathing into my ear. “Tonight. After the war counsel.” This is not unusual. However he usually skips such meetings. He’d rather be violent in the bed chamber than the battle grounds. No matter, this gives me time to enact my plans. He lifts me off. It really is a long story.”“Tell me. I’m still a little freaked out.”“I know. I sensed you weren’t interested in anal sex. In fact it was pretty obvious. Those dates we had with Eddie and Ginny, I let them know it shouldn’t be part of the agenda. But with Rachel, maybe it was a mistake. But I haven’t been attending to her needs...”“What does that mean?”“Okay. I’ll start from the beginning. I was a senior in high school. Finally no longer a virgin. I began my relationship with Frederica, but.