She lifted her head to gaze up at him and grinned.  "thanks..  that'll save time" she mused.  her hand made quick work of the button and zipper, quickly tugging the pants out of the way enough for him to spring free.  As soon as he was there, pointing at her, she grinned.  How had it changed so much in such a short time? the first time she'd sucked him off grudgingly.. and yet now she looked forward to it.<br/><br/>"nummy" she murmured softly, and her tongue began to bath him.  her arms propped against the bed, her mouth moving along that hard shaft, lips and tongue teasing and lapping.  As his hand found her, first cupping her ass and then pressing along the damp lace that covered her, barely, she moaned.  The moan offered that delicious vibration around his shaft as she shivered with pleasure.  She finally wrapped her mouth around him, sliding it down as far as she could.<br/><br/>She had to struggle to hold him there, and finally she slid away again, gasping.  Odd, when he'd done it she'd panicked, but now..  she found an excitement in pleasureing him that way.  Was that what he and Sara both had meant about giving her life purpose?  It seemed so..  medieval..  focusing her goals entirely on giving a man pleasure..  and yet she did find a pleasure in it too.