He took one cinnamon hand in both of his. He led the way and they went to his home together, never touching until they reached his bedroom. I tried to read something from her expression that would tell me that she was feeling different too. A sudden shock rolled through her nipples when she felt them tug slightly, and somewhere she realized that he had reached up, ever so casually to pull on the chain. She was La Princesa, shaped only for destruction. This seemed to excite her, and with wide eyes, she lowered her wet young lips and sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. I knew it was inevitable, and I thought I was prepared for it. The walls of her channel were incredibly soft and the well of her arousal streamed along my tongue and soaked my face. She stood, trembling on her feet. Hay is for farm animals.