I kinda liked it. He nuzzled into my left breast and wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight while he smothered himself. I felt the slickness of ...his tongue glide along my breast and slowly search lower and lower for my nipple. Once he found it, he wrapped his lips around it tight and sucked. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and moaned softly as his tongue tickled my pink nipple.One of his hands unwrapped from around my waist and came up underneath to cup my right breast. He. Excuse me a moment.Mmmmm.And if the truth be told I think that my own body might also be contributing a little to the mess but don’t worry, because as long as I’ve got a couple of fingers and an eager little mouth I think I should be able to keep myself clean. But you don’t want to know about that, you want to hear about Stephen.Headline news: if Stephen was a virgin before then he certainly isn’t now and boy oh boy do I love a bit of fumbling innocence.So, I didn’t waste much time making it. I opened my legs to tempt you. I could feel the slight dampness of my sex and wanted you to discover me, taste me, and know firsthand my wants, my needs. Your tongue continued to move over my skin, now dry and warm. I moved my body in reaction to your attentiveness. My nipples ached as you rolled them between your fingers. The pain I felt from your inexperienced touch, would be quickly replaced by twinges of pleasure. Your tongue sweeps down over my abdomen, leaving a thin trail of saliva. I. She came back, andbanged the door shut, a fleeting thought of the doors being slammed onporridge entered his mind, he was locked out. Susan took his hand, and gently led him down the path, "come on you'redoing fine, and no one is going to recognise you", she said trying tohelp him settle. They didn't talk much as they walked to the pub, Peterdidn't want to, he had a lump in his throat, and was wondering what wasgoing to happen next, he could feel the cold air on his legs, but itwasn't.