From a little stalking on social networks, I knew that she was quite well-to-do and rode horses in her free time. Apart from that, I only knew what wo...ld be obvious to everyone who saw her: That she was a strikingly handsome young lady who radiated class without seeming arrogant. She almost always had a very genuine smile on her face and kept her light brown hair in a not-too-tidy, not-too-scruffy ponytail. She was on the shorter side, barely reaching the height of my chest with her forehead.. Well, adult things?"Pull my shirt down," she commanded."Marla," I said hoarsely, with a mouth that had suddenly gone dry. Pull her shirt down? Had she really just said that? Was she really inviting me to bare her breasts? I was suddenly very scared, almost petrified by how fast things had gone from innocent to, well to naughty. I did not know how I was supposed to act here, how I was supposed to feel. "I don't...," I stuttered, "I mean how do..., I mean, I mean..." My mind seized upon a. "Okay," Dr. Cross began, handing us each a sheet of paper. "This is yourassignment. Since you two were the only ones to miss last class when we divided into groups, you'll have to be partners. I trust this is okay?" I had to keep myself from smiling. "Yes," I answered. "That's okay with me." Mystery girl nodded as well. "Good," Cross continued. "Now unfortunately, since you are the last onesto choose a topic your choices will be limited. Also, you will have to take the only remaining. I wanted to wallow in those sensations and torment him further. My eyes closed slightly. My head fell back. Your tongue took me everywhere I wanted to be. After a long moment, I looked over at him and said, "Do you like this? Do you like to watch him licking my pussy?" He nodded obediently. Though it was getting difficult to speak, I said, "Don't you wish that was your tongue licking me?" All he could manage was, "Yes." My hips rocked my clit across your tongue and my words escaped in time with.