I may be young but I already knew the secret to dealing with women: just do what you're told. Still, I wasn't sure what was happening as we walked int...o her room. She excused herself and changed into the sleepwear she had on the previous night, including my t-shirt. She sat on the bed and patted next to her. When I took my assigned place, she lay down with her head in my lap and looked up at me."You don't have to be nervous, Cas. I don't bite"I guess I had been pretty obvious, "Sorry, I guess. " They went out the back door with Miranda leading.Red said, "Why not give the young whelp to me?" He's not ready for your training. He needs to learn how to fight first. If we have time, you will train him to scout. We could use another scout if he can learn and Miranda doesn't kill him teaching him how to fight. I expect he will be bruised in ego and body soon." There are worse ways to go." Red chuckled. "She might fuck him to death."I chuckled, "Like you said, there are worse ways to go."We. This really got her snickering. ‘Okay, hon. You driving, it’s your show.’ I wasn’t in any hurry for that ride to end, but on the other hand…yeah, I was. Couldn’t get home quick enough, but we reached my loft’s parking lot and I e****ted Christine to my front door and inside. My place at the time was small, but efficient and plenty of space in the Living Room where I’d situated her on the couch after showing around a bit, glass of dark red wine at her elbow. She took a sip, smacked her lips. She told me to close my eyes so I did and I stated feeling lips on my dick I thought how dies she know about blow jobs but when I opened my eyes her pussy lips were around my cock. She held onto my shoulders for support to go down slow but she was still wet and slipped were legs went straight and her pussy consumed 5 inches of my 8 inch dick she started crying and slipping down more she slipped to 7 inches and stopped she was bursting out with teats and a little blood dribbled down from her.