One thing I did notice was the smell of her cunt after I'd fucked her, the smell of our mixed juices was soo delicious, but I couldn't bring myself to...taste it as I seemed to switch off for a while as soon as I'd shot my spunk into her. How lovely it would be I thought if I could lick her out while I was still turned on. My opertunity came one evening a few months later.Uncle Bill had paid us a visit from Glasgow for the day, he was divorced and younger than mom and I just knew he fancied her. Sword in hand, I thought ready to press the issue, she simply said, “Split it.”I saw she was serious, an honest expression on her face. I staggered to my feet, reached out a hand and stated, “Deal,” as I pulled her to her feet.She looked me over, “Don’t look like a thief. More a priest or a scholar but fit enough.”I ignored the hint of disdain in her voice, “Fuck priests. Name’s Sardan.”“Strong name, Hephenic. Mine’s Brin.”“Narsan? The Battle Whores of the Eros tribe?!” I froze realizing what I. .. aaahhhhhh..."Toni had never heard such words spewing from a girl's mouth. Mary loved it. God how she wished she were Mary and had Scott's big cock in her pussy. Her fingers moved faster and faster. She could feel a tightening in her tummy. Her breathing quickened."Oh fuck, Mary... I'm cuuuuming... aaaarrrggghhh..."Mary started squealing and moaning. Her whole body was shaking and thrashing in a huge orgasm. Toni's own explosion came crashing down at the same time. She bit her lip to stifle a. “You’re welcome, Miss,” I replied, a little annoyed, both at her and myself.I had rather looked forward to sharing the carriage with my client and, as I had no time to find another carriage before the train moved off, was dismayed to find myself facing the prospect of sharing up to two hours with a likely vacuous teenager. I proceeded to pull myself up the couple of steps, taking most of the strain on my arms and left foot.“Mrs,” she said, as she sat down primly, about three-quarters of the way.