She leaned back half suffocating me. My nose was filled with her juice and her smell."Come on," she said. "Lick me." She moaned, then laughed. "If you...re good..."She leaned forward and I felt her fingers brushing on my penis. The hotness of her mouth enveloped the end. I felt a sucking, soft and erotic, then hard, almost painful. Then she sat up again. I knew what she wanted. I was just partially stunned.I was struggling for air. Light headed, slow and confused, I finally reacted. I opened my. He caught her up, pressing something soft over mouth and nose. She didn’t have much time to mentally complain at the overpowering smell before everything went black. ~*~ When Kinlee came too, it was to a throbbing headache that seemed to stretch all the way past her temples to her jaw. She rose on one elbow on the rickety cot, glancing around her. She was in some kind of hovel, judging by the earth floor and rough timber walls with light peaking in. A step down from the dungeon, she noted. . "What are you going to do to me?" she said, brushing her lips over mine, making me shiver and grow hard instantly. "I'm going to fuck your brains out," I said softly, grabbing her around the waist and locking lips with her. I pulled her to me grabbing her face with my spare hand as our mouths wrestled each other. She pushed me back and slammed me against the door, her hands undoing my pants. As much as I wanted to feel her lips around my dick I couldn't wait. I picked her up and spun her so. I finally got married, and my new husband became aware of this problem, an understanding person who tried to cooperate, and assist, by showing respect -never forced to have sex. We chose to find out the whole thing after honey moon, working together as a team , slowly and carefully: nice and easy, step by step, his firm cock down my tight pussy hole so I discovered how great and rewarding sex was, in rather conservative ways. We practiced straight sex -only on weekends. I used to.