Long, long moments past, her breathing deepened and shortened, I knew she was oh so close, her back arched, her fingers clenched, and she groaned, a l...ng ecstatic groan of joy, of release and shear lust. Without penetration, or sophistication, or expertise, this young and virginal lad had brought my wife to a climax of huge proportions. Grinning now as he worked, he did not miss a single beat of his tongue, his ministrations urged on by the first female climax he had ever induced. Her eyes. ” I was at a lost for words. As I continued to stare at this woman's body I have been fantasizing about for weeks.She continues “My ex-husband has not looked at me the way you do in years. Instead of this (as she waved her hands across her nude body), he would rather have a 120 pound bimbo not full figured beautify woman to keeps him satisfied. Well his lost is someone's gain !!” I was overtaken my what I am seeing no words came through my mouth. It was a struggled to say anything. But I felt. The woman went to see who was at her door. Kara looked around. Her cloths were ruined, but they were at least somewhat dry now. In walked the woman followed by a man and a young girl. The Girl had red hair and was about Kara’s age from what she could tell. The man also had red hair and looked to be the girl’s father and had a demeanor like security forces back home. The girl waved and said something to Kara.“Ah… Hi,” Kara waved back at the girl.The man spoke and asked questions.“I have no idea. Try to ignore this brute," Anne said."This is what I plan to wear to San Francisco tomorrow."Heather wore her favorite kind of outfit, a mid-thigh dress of heavy, well-fitted knit with push-up sleeves and a zipper front. It was a rich red that picked up the lights in her long chestnut hair. She wore no jewelry."You're wearing stockings? I've never seen you do that."Heather grinned broadly. "Nope. You said I should try for impact. And I decided it shouldn't be anything like what Mei-Ling would.