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Kiss my sex. Open your mouth and receive the first
of me."
I knelt, my face upraised, and opened my mouth. He stepped forward,
one small step, and the head of his manhood pressed against my lips. For
the first time I knew the taste of a man and I knew I would again never
find satisfaction in the arms of women only. Hear these words, Aimee',
that our lessons forbid the taste of our own sex with good reason, for once
we have learned it we will never find satisfaction in half of mankind
alone.
His very largeness prevented me from taking all of him. I could not
fit more than the head of his sex into my mouth, but he seemed to take
pleasure from that alone. I had my eyes closed and I did learn worship at
his maleness, tasting him and sucking him. I felt the slick mass of his
sex against my tongue and the power of his maleness there. I smelled him,
his warm, loamy scent, rich and heady, washing over me with every breath.
"Good little man," Thomorr said as his hands caressed my face. He
took his sex away from my mouth, but I wanted him back, I wanted more. I
cried out with need.
He smiled and directed his boys, "Hold him down," and they did as they
were told. They pulled me forward a
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