“Mr Harris, sir. Eight years ago I was standing in almost this exact spot asking for something from you. I think I was less scared then than now. To...ay, I would like… I wonder if you would… what I'm trying to ask is... Can I have your permission to ask Nicola if she will marry me?"Silence fell over the small room, no one moved or said anything for what seemed like an eternity, at least that’s what happened in my head. The reality, I was told, was very different. It took a fraction of a second. I knew what was coming next, and it made me become even wetter. Her mouth reached my vagina, and as she began to slowly lick and tease me, I arched my back and moaned, “Oh fuck…” I could tell she knew what she was doing – expertly playing with my clit as she slid two fingers inside of me. I could hear how wet I was getting – the sound of her fingers sliding in and out of me, mixed with the sound of her tongue on my clit, turned me on even more. “You’re gonna make me cum!” I whispered. “Not. ..Because I don't know whether it'd be 'Jason' or 'Jacinta' who went,"I confessed."...You wish that you could attend university full-time as a woman?"Ophelia asked."I wish I could attend EVERYTHING full-time as a woman," I laughed."Guess the reason I'm not so excited by- by all this is because I knowit'll end eventually." Then why don't you simply tell your father about Jacinta?" Opheliaasked."Because he's the only family I have," I sigh. "And I'm the only familyhe has. It's- it's too much of a. She had enormous tits, a trim waist, and nice, round hips with a huge ass. Her hair was dripping wet, but even so, I could tell she was a redhead. Her skin was very pale, and I wanted to mar it somehow, to touch her soft white skin with my rough tanned skin and come out the winner.She looked a good deal frightened and also a little interested at what I would make her do next. I loved to see her spread out like an offering for me. She, who had been trying for years to destroy my operations, was.