Eat her.

"Okay." John whispered against Nancy's lips. "I won't take your virginity if you don't want me to."

"Thank you." she replied, but John sensed a twinge of regret in her voice. Determined to make her feel good, he kissed her again, and then began kissing her chin, then her neck.

"What are you doing?" she whispered softly, unused to the intense sensations he was bringing to her body, as she felt his lips begin to circle around her aureloa.

John didn't answer, licking gently at Nancy's breasts before delving lower. He kissed along the flat of her tummy, and leapfrogged over the skirt that still was bunched up at her waist. He ran his tounge over her thighs, lapping at the slight moisture that had collected from Nancy's excitement. She moaned in response, loving every touch and every lick that he was inflicting upon her all too willing body.

Nancy's legs fell apart, as John ran his tounge over the slightly puckered lips of her pussy. The taste was sweet and salty, the slippery moisture of her body light on his taste buds. Grinning at her willing response, he pushed forward with his tounge, parting her lips and sampling her taste from deeper inside. Nancy panted and groaned, loving every touch and taste.

"Oh, Jesus!" Nancy gasped, "I shouldn't, oh god, it feels so good!"
She was barely able to contain her passion when John began to suckle at her clit, bringing intense pleasure to her body. She gasped and moaned, thrusting her hips against his pace as her hands came around his head to pull his mouth against her. She shuddered again and again, nearly making it impossible for John to breathe as she concentrated on the feelings.

Eventually her movement slowed, and her breathing returned to somewhat normal, as John continued to lick her. He wondered if he should try fucking her now that she might be more receptive. On the other hand, he wanted something around his cock, and if he couldn't have her pussy, perhaps he could have her lips.