." Ada began. Then, after studying Susan's and Arlene's faces some more, she continued, tentatively, "Uh, you look maybe twenty, Diana." After turning...to Arlene, "I would guess you to be about sixteen or seventeen." Finally, she faced a grinning Susan, "And if I had to guess your age, I would say maybe thirty-one or thirty-two. And ... I'm usually pretty good at guessing ages..." She had left the sentence hanging because she didn't want to accuse Diana of lying to her.Why are they saying this?. Allof these strange, feminine feelings I was forced to experience. Evenbreathing was changed, in the tight, confining bodice of my dress.Wrapped up in the horror my bosom had stirred, I had ignored anotherchange. One no less meaningful or fundamental. A difference felt between mythighs. One I did not wish to confront, but dared not ignore any longer. Idid not, could not touch, but the difference was obvious all the same. Aflatness, an absence where I had once risen. No, more than that,. Oh damn I love your hot ass! Here it comes!”I could feel his organ pulsing, the hot seed streaming into me. His thrusting slowed, then stopped; he was still fully buried in me. He released some of the pressure on my legs; their quivering was stopping. My breathing and heart began to return to normal. Amazingly, now he was the one gasping for breath.“Good God Mathias, are you mortal? You have wrung me like an old dishrag. No! Don’t pull out yet. Just another few seconds, then nice and slow.”He. Feeling each other up as we kissed I started kissing down her neck on to her chess as I unbuttoned her blouse, Ya gotta love a bra that uncollapse in the front. I rubbed her breast as I alternated sucking one and back to the other. I began kissing my way down stopping at her belly button, pushing her skirt up exposing her laced panties as I began kissing her mound.Sliding her skirt and panties off I pushed her legs up and planted my face in between her legs as I guided my tongue to her clit..