”I know what this instruction meant, I turned to face away from Sarah leant forward and lifted the back of my skirt for Lady Sarah to inspect my und...rwear and check my suspenders.“Good girl Briana, your suspenders are equally spaced and your girly cotton panties are the right choice. We are both going to have some fun tonight, but there is just one thing missing before we start....isn’t there Briana?”Lady Sarah stood up as I stayed in the same position, my cotton panties were pulled down to my. I was really gladbecause honestly, I was tuckered out. Not just from school, but also frommeeting so many new girls. I was emotionally exhausted and ready to hang outat home with Aunt Hilda for the weekend. Maybe go to a movie......and of courseget my assignments done and ready (although there was little work, it wasmostly preparing to have work). Hilda was not available to pick me up fromschool and she had given me cab fare and my own key to the house. She toldme she would be home by 7 with. My real torture begins as I softly blow my warm breath on her puffing pussy. Whoooooooo."Oh, God!" she squeals, her pussy shivering.I never get tired of being called that name - God. My fingers, lips, and tongue are powerful indeed ... and heavenly it seems.My tongue slides down her wet lips to find her puckered tight hole. Just little licks. Gentle licks. Then, I move back up to burrow my tongue inside her tight snatch. I insatiably lick every inch of her juicy little cunt. Her thighs close. He returns with two glasses and a bottle of Premier Cru in an icebucket. "Great taste in wine," he says, explaining that he will join me,at least until my friend arrives. I'm still not sure if this is you.I notice that he attentively refills my glass, so I really don't knowhow many glasses I've had, but it's turned into a very warm afternoon,and I'm relaxed. I realise that the breeze has occasionally offered himmore of a view than intended. but by now I am assuming it is you.As I notice we are.