I couldn't help but be a little flattered, I mean, I'd kissed and gotten to second base, once. I'd watched porn (what teenage boy hasn't?), but I'd ne...ver actually been pursued, much less gotten laid. The worst part was, as much as I didn't really want a relationship, I couldn't help but notice her. She had pink lips, and they looked soft.. I'll admit, at that point, I'd never even fingered a girl, so I couldn't imagine what it was to actually have a pussy squeezing my cock.. But I could sure as. But a girl'sflesh is malleable just like a guy's. And very sensitive."Every thing she said, II had thought of when I was younger."I just want to cum," I replied."Then let me lick your pussy, Cami."My wife began to kiss my lips and my neck before drifting down towardthe breast forms which still sat in their pockets. She kissed them,and slipped a finger under the soft material of the bra, to trace acircle around the fake nipple. I gave in and arched my back against hermouth, as if I had. She sighed happily as Hannah stillglowing from her own orgasm, eagerly began to lick and lap at her swollenpussy. Hannah was hers now to mould and change into the dirty whore shewanted her to be. It was such fun to make a good girl go bad."Mmmmh, I think this is gonna be the start of a beautiful relationshipHannah..." *** ***"SHIT!" gasped Malcolm awakening with a start in bed again. Sweat wasdripping from his brow as he groaned and coughed in pain. He could stillfeel Hannah's tongue in. "The old guy said it would taste sweet, likepromises and happiness." Okay, now what?"She pushed me toward the couch. "Now," she said, sitting me down andkneeling between my legs, "we find out if I got my money's?" if she saidanything else, I never heard it over the sound of my own scream. I feltas if my head was being torn apart and the pain just continued until Ipassed out.When I awoke, it was fully dark. I reached over to the end table andturned on the lamp. There was a man on the floor,.