Suction on the aching tip of her engorged glans put a hot hand around Gerlinde's balls and heart and tips of tits.  The hand tugged.  Muscles bore down like silk rope against the lead of a storm.  Gerlinde felt her prostate - the new, essential, swollen part of herself where her clitoris used to sit - suck down roughly on the blood rushing through her.  The suction reached all the way to her neck, pulling a tiny gasp from her.<br/><br/>Feeling frothed up like champagne bubbles all through her penis and the clenching shallow of her vagina.  They fizzed into fire as she looked into those weeping, glorious green eyes.  Thoughts came with them:<br/><br/>Thoughts of wonder at how delicious this all felt.  Thoughts questioning why she did this - was it to truly help the girl adapt to her station as a creature of pleasure?  Was it for her own weird lust?  Was it because she needed to feel in charge?  Was it just to cum?  Thoughts of romance and sadness, inchoate.<br/><br/>Gerlinde's balls worked like a gripping fist as Lisle began to suckle inexpertly.  Their need widened Gerline's eyes and nostrils; engorged them with heat.  Something like compassion stroked at her heart, inspired by the feeling of having her cock secure inside a willing mouth - albeit one ringed with tears.<br/><br/>She lowered a hand and brushed Lisle's face.  "I know you're not."  Gerlinde said, her voice like torn taffeta.  "I didn't mean it.  But you have to learn to pleasure and be pleasured.<br/><br/>"I can tell you don't really know how."  And now her prostate sounded like a depth charge, rippling excitement through her pussy's tense cave and the shaft of her cock.  Now her heartbeat began to race.  She kept stroking, and moved her lush hips to push the fat, flavorful point of her penis in and out of the tight trap of Lisle's lips.  "How to suck.  I'll teach you.  You have to learn.<br/><br/>"Move your tongue more."  Just saying it made the silken surface of Gerlinde's cock balloon.  The touches on Lisle's face became firmer.<br/><br/>"Lick where you think it will feel good."  A charge of pre-seminal fluid fit like a bullet into the back of her glans' pursed slit.<br/><br/>"Explore, and work your cheeks.  Try to take more of me."  Her mind revolted at what she was saying.  Her balls boiled, glorying in it.  For an instant, Gerlinde wondered how she got here - why - how she could get back.<br/><br/>Then there was only the feeling of moving forward, deeper, as she pushed her hips forward and eased a bit deeper into Lisle, turning the vibrator up another diabolical notch.