With peace and joy and love

Watson stuffed Mary’s panties into his face. He stuck out his tongue and licked the crotch where her pussy was stuffed into. He tasted her on his tongue, he tasted the juices flowing out of her pussy. It was still moist. He sucked on the fabric to get all the juices out. He swirled the liquid around his mouth in a state of ****-out bliss.

The lady with his cock in her mouth looked up at him with endearing eyes as he engulfed himself with a world of pleasure. She lifted her soft mouth from his cock and spoke to him.

“Mm I hope she tastes good my darling. You seem to think so. You taste very nice as well, please let me have you in my mouth, okay? Think of Mary, think of blessing her with your precious seed like you’re going to bless me.” She slid Watsons cock back into her mouth and swirled around it with her tongue. He was very close now; he couldn’t take my more of it. His thighs began to tense, and she knew he was about to burst. She tightened her mouth around his manhood as prepared herself.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh Fuck! Yes Mary yes! Take my cum inside you! Ooooh!” He moaned and yelled and cried all at once. He unloaded ropes of hot sticky cum into her mouth. Some of it spilled out the sides and dripped down her cheeks onto her jumpsuit. She kept her mouth around him for some time until he stopped thrusting his hips into her throat. Watsons breathing slowed, and his eyes slowly opened. He saw an angel on her knees licking his cock with her tongue, collecting all the spilled cum.

“Oh my god. I—I don’t know what to say…What’s your name?”

She giggled like a schoolgirl. “Oh my, you’re adorable. My name’s Helen, and you?”

“Watson, my names Watson.” he said, catching his breath. Mary’s shorts were still in his hand, and his drool was dripping down his shirt.

“And her name is Mary.” She said smiling wide. She cupped his balls with her hands and gently massaged his thighs.

“Yes, her name is Mary.”

“Do you mind if I see what all the fuss is about?” She motioned for him to hand her the shorts.

“Oh—yeah, sure.” He passed her the soiled shorts.

Helen gently took the shorts, observed them, found the crotch Watson has been sucking on, brought it to her nose and took a deep breath. She smiled and closed her eyes. Then she brought the crotch area into her mouth and sucked on the fabric for a few seconds. She looked like she was in heaven, reliving a memory locked away in her subconscious.

“Wow. Mary tastes quite wonderful. I can see why you came looking for her.” She passed the shorts back to him, motioned for him to stand up, and pulled up his boxers. She nicely arranged his cock back in his underwear, and then pulled up his shorts. She made sure he looked nice and presentable.

Watson couldn’t help but look at the mess he left on her jumpsuit. There was a stain on her left breast, and on her right thigh. Helen saw him looking at where his seed had spilt. “Oh, don’t worry my darling. It’ll come out.” She gently took his cheek in her right hand. “But could you help me? I would love it if you did.” She drew his mouth to her breast where his cum was, and she put his mouth on it. Watson sucked it up as he was told. She then brought his face up to hers, looked him in the eyes and kissed him. She sucked his cum out of his mouth and took it into hers.

“Mhm. Thank you. I’m so happy I could help you. You looked so distressed when you walked in here, I had a suspicion what you were up to.”

“You did?”

“Thers been a few times I’ve come in and seen a boy rummaging around. They always run off before asking for help. But I’m glad you didn’t, Watson. That was wonderful. Do you feel better?”

“I feel amazing, Helen! I can’t even describe it!”

She giggled and blushed.

“But I do wonder…” He slowly moved his hand to her crotch. “If you’re…” He looked her deep in the eyes.

“Let’s find out.” she said gleefully. She took his hand in hers and lowered it into a partially unzipped jumpsuit. Over her shirt, onto her panties. Watson felt on the outside they were moist. He gently slid his finger in between her lips, grazing her soft wet camel toe. She pulled his hand out and kissed the finger he touched her with.

“There you are my dear.”

“But I—”

“Shush now. I’m sure it’s time for you to be getting home.” She kissed him on the cheek and walked him to the door.

“Can I come see you again?” he asked, folding Mary’s shorts and putting them in his pocket.

“I would be very happy if you did, Watson. Although having tasted Mary, I don’t think you will be.” She said this with no indictment of guilt or regret, only love and joy for him and his future. “Run along now.”

Watson watched her close the door behind him. An angel walks among us. An angel, and a demon.