They lay down together in the sheets, which were still warm from Laura's body. Even though Vondi thought Laura was being romantic, Laura was extremely... hungry for her flesh, after two weeks without. God, all those men must just fuck her poor brains out, Laura thought as she began to kiss her mouth and her neck.Vondi was a delicious sex partner, as Laura remembered from their time together with Shavon. She responded quickly and excitedly to everything. She knew her body was very desirable and. The shame. How she'd suppressed any feeling, any sense of enjoyment. But she had physically enjoyed it. Not in the emotional sense of 'Whoopee! I'm having a wonderful time.' In the purely physical sense of stimulation of her vagina's interior spaces, and the occasional, accidental brush of her clitoris.She bit down on her tongue as she remembered how she'd bitten down on her tongue then, too, to suppress her physical reactions.She couldn't have let the rapist see her enjoyment. She just could. And then she collapsed on the bed.I climbed back up her body and she turned onto her back. We kissed tenderly.“I want you to suck my cock,” I said softly.“Old ladies don’t do that,” she said playfully.“You’re not an old lady,” I said. “And you want to suck my cock. I know you do.”“Okay,” she said. “You got me. I want to suck your penis.”And with that she slid down and took me in her mouth and carefully, slowly plunged her mouth over the head of my cock and made appreciative little noises as she. I groaned with pleasure – I couldn't help it! I started to orgasm - his fingering me, and my need for sex had combined and I'd gone over the edge. I bucked and writhed. I opened my eyes in real shock (not at finding him there after apparently being deeply asleep, but at my own depravity!) and he was startled as I stared at him. His jaw dropped and his mouth opened. "What the hell do you think you're up to?" I said. He couldn't speak. I covered myself up and got off the sofa. He was bright red.