She kissed his lips and he held her tightly and his hands were caressing the back of her head and she had to tell him about the way she felt about things.
"I like the way you taste," she whispered shyly.
"I'm glad," he said. "I want to taste you, too.., "I know," she said.
"There's carpeting on the floor. We can do it later."
He would not wait for later. He slid off of the thing that they were sitting on and she opened her legs for him so that he could put his mouth between her thighs. She began panting and moaning as soon as she felt his tongue licking at the wetness on her inner thighs. Then he was using his tongue to separate the delicate little petals of girl flesh and she knew that he was licking at her, savoring the sweetness of her sap, and then his tongue slid up inside her and she gasped with brand new ecstasy and she began shifting her bottom, too excited to contain herself. She was coming with great shuddering orgasms and he seemed to be forcing her to feed him more and more of her own very special nectars. She slid to the floor and he shifted too, and then they _ were locked into the frenzied sixtynine, their mouths draining their loins of all strengths and she became a shivering, twitching animal, spilling her juices in great shuddering bursts of passion and times of excruciating pleasures.
She became expert with his genitals, too. Her ringers fondled his balls and she learned, instinctively, perhaps, that she could do things with her fingertips and her nails that would force his balls into frenzied excitement and she could suck more and more of his honey from him. She was a vampire bee, feasting shamelessly upon the male's nectars and she discovered too that she was giving him head, moving her mouth up and down on his shaft. Her tongue was busy, her skill improving with each passing moment. She could hear him groaning and she knew that his time of greatest pleasure was close at hand.
She could feel the throbbing* in his swollen organ and her fingers began jerking him off, too. She wrapped them around the base of his cock while her mouth tried to absorb as much of him as possible. And then he was about to erupt and she knew it and her own shuddering orgasm began. He came when she did, flooding her throat and her mouth and she swallowed hastily, savoring him, using her tongue and fierce suction to try to secure more and more of his juice. She was insatiable, an incurable sexpot, and she just didn't care.
She had discovered ecstasy and she intended to enjoy it.
She intended to wallow in it.
CHAPTER NINE
Norma was bright and alert at the breakfast table and that surprised her because she had not really slept much. She and Adam spent most of the night in the carriage house, clutching each other frantically, feasting upon the juices of each other's body and still it was not nearly enough.
In spite of the heavy drain that she had put on his loins, he had managed to fuck her three times and thinking about it all, she couldn't quite make up her mind as to what she liked best, whether she liked being fucked best, or whether she could enjoy sucking and being sucked. It was all very nice and wonderful and she was like a child with a new discovery, she knew, but she didn't care.
Sex, the awful bugaboo of her life, was now the most beautiful thing in the world for her. Of course, it had to be with Adam, but it was something that she could enjoy now, something that she could glory in. She watched Carol serving food to the others in the morning lit kitchen and her face was hot as she recalled the fierce and ardent lovemaking she had enjoyed with Adam.
They had talked for a while and she had reported about Lennie's new desire to get everything sold and get away and there was a good reason for Lennie's change of plans, or haste for a quick departure.
"The people who own the house are coming home in a few days," Adam told her. "There was a piece in the papers about it. Lennie must have seen it. That's why he wants to pull out."
"Oh," she said. "I knew there had to be a reason."
Adam told her that the case was pretty well closed.
"We will let him dispose of some more stuff," he said. "But, he is wasting.his time, because he sells it to the dealers and they just turn it over to us, we store it in a warehouse and that's the way it is going."
"Why haven't you arrested him by now? And who will pay back the dealers?" she asked. They were taking time out with cigarettes and recovering glands and she knew that there were many things that she didn't quite comprehend and she wanted now to know about things.
"The police of another city want Lennie and his whole little group," Adam explained. "We are waiting for them. They should get here within a day or two. Then we will pick them all up and while they are being prosecuted in the other city, we will prepare our case here. But, we may never get at Lennie. The police that are coming here want him for murder."
That frightened her. Adam told her about that, too, and looking at Lennie at the breakfast table, seeing the meanness in his eyes, she could believe him guilty of killing a young girl after he got her hooked on narcotics.
"There isn't anything that Lennie won't do," Adam said. "We think he is probably a psychopath, so you be careful around him. "
"I will," Norma said. "But, please, get it over with as soon as you can."
"You know I will," he said. "You know how badly I want you. I can't wait to have you all to myself."
"What do we do about Lily?" she asked.
"She can live with us," he said. "She is such a pretty little thing. She will be a delight to have around. You'll see."
They had stopped talking then and she slid into his arms and it began all over again for them and she got fucked before that burst of passion subsided for them.
Carol poured her some more coffee and she sat down in her chair and began eating her own breakfast. Norma watched Carol as she ate. She lit a cigarette and settled back in her seat. Lennie was finished and the boys and Lily were about ready to leave with him, too. Lennie stretched and he locked his big hands together and stretched them, too.
"We should finish up early," he said to Carol. "We will just deliver this stuff, grab whatever we can for it and then come home again. We will have the whole day to ourselves. What shall we do with it?"
Lily helped herself to one of Norma's cigarettes. She saw that her little sister was wearing an off the shoulder blouse with no bra and she deplored Lily's lack of modesty for a moment, then she envied it. Lily's plump, sharp breasts were standing straight out and she could actually see the outline of each little nipple.
"Let's take pictures," Lilly said. "I love it when we take pictures."
"I sort of like it, too," Lennie said, grinning. He looked at Carol and shook his head. "No," he said to Carol, "don't do it. I'm tired of zombies. When we get back you should have everything well underway. Who knows, maybe we won't even bother with the camera. How would that suit you, Lily?"
Her little blonde sister snickered. "I'd like that even better," Lily said. "I think I would love that."
Norma was not able to completely understand what they were talking about and she resolved that she would ask Carol about it after the other had gone. She didn't get the chance to ask Carol anything because she had to help Carol in the kitchen and when they had cleaned everything up there, Carol told her to come upstairs and help with the beds. They worked for a time, making up the beds and she saw that Carol kept on looking at her again and again and it made her nervous.
They entered the master bedroom finally, and the bedclothes were on the floor. The mattress was covered with taut, fitted sheets and when she bent over to pick up the bedding, Carol told her not to bother.
"I've got other things in mind for right now," the lovely brunette said.