This is so much better than… anything Ive ever… Still not in control of his breath, he smiled at his failed attempt to form a sentence. Ive imagin...d doing this with you, Kellie, and this is… Shh. I pressed a finger to his lips. Not yet. Slipping my finger away, our lips came together in passionate innocence. Small, soft kisses that did not fit the position in which we were sitting. With patience, he began to turn us, cradling the back of my head and keeping one arm locked around me as he. ..I make slow,tender circles with my tongue...your breathing and frustrationincreases...you are aching for me to go down on you...but I leisurely makemy way up the inside of your calves and thighs...gliding with my lips andtongue...moving up and down...stroking the back of your legs with myfinger tips...I inche my way closer and your breathing increases more -you let out a soft moan....I pause at the inside of your upperthigh...right where it meets your pubic area...I kiss and suckon that. She'd been held for several long months while her father worked, only seeing the light of day whenever one of the two guards decided to take her out as a play thing.It was easy to discover which of the guards he was. Whenever he entered the cell to bring a meager meal, poor Lorette cowered behind Camille, whimpering softly and begging to be saved.The man's name was Rolf and he was as ugly as anyone Camille had ever seen. His face was pock-marked, with a bent nose and piggish eyes. She'd made up. I watched their skirts raise as the jumped up or took practice shots at the nets, there were two courts. As I watched them as my Great Auntie watching me too closely, taking the next left allowing me a longer look the girls warming up, the car jolted to the left as my Great Auntie wasn't concentrating on her driving. We began to pass some very old tall buildings with lots of leaded windows & soon the netball teams where no longer in view. The car took the next right & increased speed, quite.