I had grabbed her panties from the car first. I instructed her to take off her shoes and stockings. She did so with a frightened look on her face. I t...ed her to a tree with her stockings, her back to the tree. I shoved the panties in her mouth. I opened her blouse and her front opening bra, her 40D tits spilling out. I bit and sucked at her nipples driving her wild. I pulled on them and told her what a whore she looked like. She could only whimper.I reached behind her and unzipped her skirt,. Now it became a project for me. She said-it can never enter-don’t tear my body ,u can do by rubbing on pussy. How could I leave the golden chance? No doubt she was not virgin but she was rarely fucked. Her pussy was just like teenage models in the net on computer. On kept on trying for nearly 5 minutes. I got an idea. I asked her to come on top. She agreed. Now I knew how make hole in the tent. She was on top on her knees.She stared rubbing my tool while on top and it came on the target, I. Instead, I found a small puddle on the breast closest to me, and licked at it, capturing it onto my tongue. I then bent down and kissed Kristen, depositing the bit of sperm onto her tongue.My lovely Goddess realized I didn't have any desire to deny her a taste of my semen, and she smiled in appreciation. I found the process of scooping up the semen to be surprisingly difficult. I used more or less the same technique that Kristen used when cleaning up a similar mess on my body, and kept kissing. That little number that was too short in length and cut too low in the bust almost always seemed to get the boys boned up and ready to go. The key word was ALMOST and last night it was never more true and she came home just as let down and alone as ever before and had to resort to using one of her toys on herself. It wasn’t a good thing that she had a collection that was getting bigger every week and last night she used her newest edition and this one might be her favorite. The mere memory.