“Kathrin is my friend, and she’s made me cum, and she’s made me cum even more often with her stories.” I stood a little aside, at a desk she h...d put on the small stage for me, grinning embarrassed in my orange batik dress. She continued: “And Kathrin’s not going to lie to you either, when she reads her stories now. They’re straightforward, honest, raw and without sugar, so they’re best served with some pussy in your mouth. Which is why I’ll be underneath her desk the whole time.”I stared at her. "White people didn't invent everything. It's been done in Latin countries for centuries." So you're not going to burn leaves and shit?" Jennifer asked. "Like dance around the room half-naked?"I almost laughed at the disappointed look on her face."It's not like that," I said and then grimaced. "Some of it is like that without the dancing half-naked, but like I said, my mom stopped taking me to the old women so I only know the hands-on part of it." She must have insisted they not teach you the. I kissed her cheeks and then her lips. I inserted my tongue in her hot mouth and started exploring it. Although she resisted it but I felt her mouth and her body heating up. I groaned and moaned while I explored her mouth and now she also started helping me and simultaneously our tongues started kissing each other and I sipped her sweet saliva. I took my hand started caressing her breast . Her nipples were rock hard. I started pinching them. She was getting aroused as her breathes were heavier.. .." Okay, okay," he said, letting out a rush of air from between his lips. "It's a deal, around eleven. See you then," he said, giving Linda a familiar pat on the ass before backing up, picking up his hat and leaving the house.Linda leaned heavily against the desk, putting one hand up to her head and trying to stop the dreadful spinning of her brain. Things were happening so quickly. Her sister, her aunt, and now Hank. She would have to take things one at a time or they would overwhelm and.