Her hands rested on my head and urged me closer. I smelled her sweet desire, the same aroma I had enjoyed not fifteen minutes before. Using only my to...gue, I traced a path down her leg as she drew her knees up. Down to her anus, I ventured, causing her to gasp and coo. Up across her red swollen outer lips and down across her tender inner ones, I tasted her nectar. She was wet, open and waiting. I dipped down into her openness.“Oh Christ,” she gasped as she tried to get me to go deeper.Slowly I. Damn, I was nervous, I dressed nice, I took flowers for her mother, you know all the things you hear about but rarely see anymore. She was nice to me, her Dad on the other hand must have heard some of the stories because he barely said a word. I was surprised when they all held hands to say grace. That was when I realized they were a very religious family and I think I was part of the daughter’s rebellion. I did survive that, so meeting parents after that was much less traumatic, not that I. The others are Michael, three years older than me, Simon, two years older. With a house full of brothers, I was now starting to let them get some peeks on purpose, it just set my pussy on fire when I did it deliberately. I would always come out of the bathroom after a shower with a towel around my wet hair and one wrapped around my body but would always stop on the way to my room to pop into one of my brother's rooms to ask a question I'd made up for the occasion. Sometimes they got to see. Which was alright, cos there wasn't really anything in the room except for a few chairs against a wall.After a few minutes, my name was called by a lady at a doorway. Even though it was dark, I could see that she was completely naked, except for a black cloth around her tummy. She then took my hand and led me down a really long hallway. At one point everything was pitch black and it felt like we were walking forever. I took my other hand and clung to her arm, which she didn't seem to mind. I.