I looked up at her, and she met my gaze, as I slowly ran my tongue between her pussy lips. Her head fell back and she closed her eyes, her lips openin... in a silent but meaningful moan. She tasted sweet, like a strawberry, and her smell was exquisite. I moved my tongue back and forth between her pussy lips, each time rewarded by her moaning. I used my fingers to spread her pussy, giving my mouth direct access to her clit. I took it into my mouth and sucked on it hard, my tongue rolling it. Jenna loved every moment of it. She was on cloud nine, she held her legs back to give Michael more room to please her. He fucked her like this for fifteen minutes before he cummed in her and pulled out. "How many times are we gonna fuck?" she asked. "As many times as we can before someone comes home." he replied. He rolled her over to her stomach and raised her hips to match his cock. He slid it right in, and again fucked her pussy like a maniac. She loved it. They. However, you might want to reconsider that for later." She waved at her own tunic and pants. "Lady Noia, you'll be on one of the High King's ships. The masts of those are taller than the walls of Outpost. Climbing in a dress might be difficult. It would certainly distract the crew on deck, all of whom would be looking up your skirt."Noia blushed, but Lady Becky shook her head. "I know, I favor dresses too... but not when I know I'm going to be going up and down the steps. You'll get used to. My dear took over and I said, "I better run!" In a very excited nervous tone. I quickly turned away to hide my embarrassment and my buldge in my pants, ran up the stairs and out of the house. I ran home as fast as I could. That night I played what had happened in my mind over and over. I lay under my covers in my bedroom. I slipped my tiny white underwear off me and began touching myself as I thought about Brett. I wondered what I should say to him the next day at school...still, I got so.