It was to get worse though, as he poked the tip of his tongue into my virgin hole. "Please no," I begged, "not there,",but he knew from the wetness in...my pussy that my words were betraying my body's response, and he ignored my pleas. He spat onto to the puckered skin at the entrance to my arse and used the tip of his finger to spread the moisture, before slowly inserting his finger. I gasped and stopped breathing at the shock of such a rude intrusion. "Relax," he murmured as we both froze, then. I have to earn that." But you can't be effective if they don't respect you," said Cecelia."True, but I also can't force them to learn. I have to make them want to learn. And once they get that ... once they understand that I — or you — have helped them find the ability to be productively curious, respect just follows." If you say so." Cecelia sounded doubtful."Tell you what," said Bob. "You call them by their first names, and I'll call them by their last. We'll see if it makes any. Unlike my first kiss with Fiona, this was far more meaningful. This held the conviction and righteousness I had longed for my entire life. Her mouth parted wide, accepting the slick tongue now begging to fill my mouth. With rich gusto, her tongue not only came into my mouth, but was slippery grasped with my eager lips, forming an "O" shape about it. My hands clutched her bare skull so as to keep that tongue inside me. Then an unexpected lunge came from her as her zeal overcame her senses.. I covered my involuntary gasp of appreciation by sipping my tea and trying to bury my nose in my phone.She turned, facing me, while stirring her coffee. With every stirring movement her breasts swayed freely. I forced my eyes back to my phone all while wondering if they felt as delightful as they looked. Looking up a few seconds later, her eyes caught mine and she smiled a simply devilish smile at me and seated herself across from me. She unslung her pack, letting it drop to the floor with a.