Bye now!” Christie says as she hangs up. So Tuesday rolls around and I must admit I am more than a little apprehensive. I feel fairly confident tha... I’ll have my privacy but I hear that there is certain amount of pain involved and…Well…I’m a wuss. Toughen up Mike, I say to myself, women do this all the time! Christie is the first face I see as she greets me when I approach the front desk. She is a beautiful blond with bright green, rather captivating eyes. In a few minutes she walks me to the. “I ordered food while you sleep,” she remarked. The light streamed in as the door opened and I realized that she was still naked as well. The glory of her perfection framed by the light of the door roused me again. The gawking boy who held our food was speechless and frozen. He moved stiffly into the room. “Put it there,” she pointed, casually unaffected by her nudity. “Let me get you a tip,” I stammered, now finally aware of my own birthday attire. “If you don’t mind…” he mumbled as he pulled. I raised my head so I could watch his long tongue roll out of his mouth and lap across my clit. I didnt know how long I could stand the licking, he stopped and licked his chops and his nose. I put my fingers down to touch my pussy, I was absolutely soaking wet, and it was not just his slobbering it was my juices as well. I wanted him to continue, I spread my legs further, and his nose went to my little tight virgin pussy hole. I felt his tongue between my slick inner lips, his tongue snaking up. I’ve had my eyes on you. Come with me,” as she grabbed my hand and rushed me to the tool shed.And I went, even though I knew there would be trouble. She was the lady of the house, Sally Grimes, the wife of the owner of the plantation, the master of all the slaves therein.“Quick James, do me before he finds me,” she said in the dim light of the shack.She threw her long white neck back as she ordered me to kiss it. “You know it’s gonna cause problems, Missus,” I said. She wasn’t listening, she.