”“And you have not seen your mother since?” I asked.Jackie giggled. “No, I have never actually seen my mother. But she has never visited me, n.... I know she spent some time in jail, and has been out for years now. But she has never come here to visit.”“Oh, I’m sorry. I still forget sometimes.”“It’s OK Dianne, I was told you became blind last year.”I nodded, then realized and said “Yes, in an accident.”“Well, you will learn the language in a bit. We rarely say things like ‘see’ in here, most of. I made up for my inexperience with unbounded enthusiasm and energy as well as a natural intuitiveness. My tongue was as fast as a buzz saw and when Aunt Laura’s reaction would show me she liked something I would file it away in my mind while continuing to do it.I’d seen videos so I knew to start paying attention to her clit. When I first flicked it with my tongue her body shuddered so I continued to massage it with the tip of my tongue. Aunt Laura really liked this and I discovered she was a. I tried again but she insisted. Then she asked me if I had some free time to go home with her…We went in and there was no one at his home. I asked her about her handsome husband and she replied he would be for sure fucking his slutty secretary in that moment… and he would come back home in the next morning…I smiled and followed Sharon into the kitchen. She opened a bottle of red wine. Then she begged me to pick up some glasses and wait for her at the living room.A while later Sharon came out of. On his head, it was long and cascaded over his shoulders. On his face, it was bushy and streaked with dark brown. His broad chest had thick curly brown hair that covered large, chiseled muscles. It ran down across his hard, flat belly, around what looked like a deformed miniature third leg and over his thighs. His form was completely alien to him. As sudden as his descent had been from the sky, he felt a deep ache inside consume his attention. He was hungry. Instinctual behavior kicked in and.