I think that just added to the thrill. Rule number one. It was agreed, early on, that Friday was ‘panty day’. That way we could both build the an...icipation up all week, teasing each other about it in secret with little comments such as I bet you’d look good in pink, Tina or I’m feeling a little blue this week, Stacy voiced in front of classmates while doing our best to stifle our giggles. It was fun to feel so naughty, even a little dirty, for once in my life. I mean, before this, the most I’d. He slowly pushed the vibrator in and out.But that was more than Xania could handle. She cried out, "Please! No! I beg you! Too much!"He sensed that she was a hair's breadth from a massive climax, and that would be precarious with her hands still gripping her ankles. So he said, "Okay, it's in. You're done."Xania was surprised by the act of mercy. Instead of standing up, she knelt. It seemed the safest thing to do when she feared practically any movement at all would trip her over the orgasmic. But you try to plow through it anyway.Thus my raging frustration at the top of this chapter.Silly? Melodramatic? Maybe.But, it’s my cross to bear.Thank you for letting me get it out.If there is one silver lining in all of this, it’s that I have several walking, talking, and breathing “stress relievers” that call me “Master”.One of which who had sealed her fate for the next couple of hours by texting me a “6” with enough exclamation points after it to put her in very deep trouble for the. Seeing your reaction, I take another dollop and gently trace a path of the sweet concoction down to just above your clitoris. You writhe at the cold, moaning ‘yes, lick it, lick it all the way down, lick me!’ I slowly taste my way down….your navel….your mound. Your hips come up as I come ever closer to the heart of your womanhood….. Finally, the trail is clean. Your legs are spread. I’m lying between your thighs. I look deeply into your eyes, making sure you’re ready before I give my tongue to.