However, she was less concerned than she might otherwise have been for the cleanness of her feet. Her naked body was already a mess of dirt, scratches... and bruises. A little more made no difference at all.But before she bathed her body in a stream or even in the castle's filthy moat, in which faeces floated amongst the corpses of the brave defenders of the Baron of Flint's demesne, she had more pressing duty to attend. And this was to give her praise to the Lord God for sparing her from the. Oh, gosh, there was just so much marvelous about sex, things I didn’t know the first thing about just eight days ago, that seemed so scary to think about but so wonderful once I actually tried them, and that gave me the nerve and determination to try new things. But licking it, on the outside, was one thing. I knew that I could do that, but Monica had told me that the next step was to take his manhood — she called it his cock — into my mouth. That was a weird thought, that was a scary thought,. “Turn around.”“Huh. Are you sure?” She asked“Yes.”She obliged. Both kneeling down on the bed in dim light. My dick up against her ass. I put my right hand around her belly, slowly sliding down to her pussy and entered it with my two fingers. I kissed her from behind and shiver runs down her body. She moaned and put her both hands around my neck.With a small bite on her neck, I guide her to form the doggy position. Moving my way down kissing every notch of her spine made her back arch. She was. She was just a small child when her mother and I had divorced and was too young to understand the reasons why I left her mom. She had also witnessed the heartache that I suffered with women who had come and gone throughout my life. Monica didn’t like to see me living alone and felt I deserved so much more in life than what I had previously received. She couldn’t have been more happy when I told her that I was going to ask Marlene to marry me. She, as everyone else asked when I was planning to.