So, whos going to lick my pussy? I asked. Guests first, said Chris. James had now lost all traces of hesitation, and he knelt down in front of me, ...preading my pussy lips gently with his fingers. He licked up and down my pussy, ever so gently touching my clit with his tongue each time. I groaned with pleasure. Chris watched as James started to rub and lick my wet snatch with his tongue. James slid a finger into my pussy, and licked my clit harder. I began to gasp and moan with delight,. It would not cost her anything, monetarily at least, I’d always treasure it, and she did not have to worry about getting it in time or anything. It was perfect.About a month before my birthday, like usual, she asked me during dinner what I wanted. “Go ahead and splurge honey. It’s your eighteenth birthday, so I want to get you something really nice.” She said. I gulped. Could I really ask her for this? What would she say? I had to steel my will and ask. It may be my only chance to get what I. Peter laughed and shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, she didn’t. She simply told me to take you somewhere and do something, anything, to calm you down. Then she helped me pack a bag with nothing in it but your high heels. I’m sure she thinks we’re going out to the malt shop, honey.”Lauren’s face turned beet red. “You didn’t! What about the kids?”“She and your father are spending the weekend at your house. They’ll be fine. She said she’d tell your dad exactly what you needed.”Lauren groaned loudly. "M fetched it, all the time thinking, you'll give her what she wants OK, and that will be just your sperm tonight. The doorbell sounded again.At ten minute intervals guys arrived exactly as they had been instructed. M was busy fetching beer until the room was full with twelve men other than himself. Caroline was kissing them all and distributing her favours freely. They had already removed her dress and unclipped her bra and M looked and saw that she had started to masturbate a young guy he'd.