Kissing boys. I'm gonna give you want you have wanted all along!" He sticks two fingars up my tight virgin pussy, and begins to suck on my clit.I yelp... in pain, and beg for him to stop. He ignores my cries, and just digs his fingers in harder. Soon i relise I'm no longer crying in pain, and little moans of pleasure are actually exscapeing my lips. Am i a whore, for actually likeing this? I'm not a whore... This is natruale feeling, isnt it?I suddenly feel an almost swelling in my stomac. My. That was ingrained in my memory at least. I had eaten in the breakfast house enough times, so that I didn't need to look up the directions to it or to my office. Neither was an intellectual memory, but more a rote memory.I pulled into the parking lot of the business two doors down from the office. I sat there sniffing the air. I could smell nothing but grass that had been recently mowed. I tried the parking lot beside my building. There was a very, very faint sweet smell, I was pretty sure that. You smirk and stop, moving your hand back up to her mouth."No, no, no!" she begs."Lick it off," you command.Felicity pauses, clearly torn between obedience and disobedience."Please..." she whimpers, rolling away from you.You're not sure you want her to obey. It's clear by your lascivious grin and hardened manhood that you're not in the mood to take it easy on her.You grab her by the arm and force her to roll back."You will do as you're told, slave," you say. "If not, you know what'll. I finally get up to her mound and wow I can tell it is damp - She must be getting wet - and tasty. I lightly run my hand over her mound and she is wiggling her hips. I slide my fingers under the underpants leg seem moving the fabric to the side so that I can feel of her pussy lips. Slowly sliding finger up and down with more pressure so that they can get between her lips. Really she is so wet I hardly exert any pressure and she has spread her legs so that I can get to her clit. mm it is so.