Do you accept that?? Hannah nodded. ?OK, so I will call you Samantha. That means ‘listener’. I want you to listen carefully to all what I tell you...to do. You understand?? Hannah nodded again. ?And if you ever address me, it has to be as ‘Mistress’. And only? when you are asked to say something. Understood?? Hannah nodded again. This lady was a fast mover. No nonsense.Wanda served some coffee and then interviewed Hannah more intensely. The most important seemed to be if she had any family. Nipping every part of me. I spread my legs wide letting him grip my thighs as he ran his tongue down my lips. His tongue was magnificent sliding in and out, opening my lips teasing me, as his tongue reached my bud, tasting making me extra sensitive. "Oh...please...don't...stop..." His growling heightened my senses. A burst of pain on my thigh sent intense pleasure through me. As he placed himself between my legs, my blood on his lips. I did not care, I licked those lips clean, tasting myself. I held his head in place and pulled him closer. I Love how he eats my pussy. Brian's dad got up, went to take a shower and came out with clean sheets to make the bed.Brian and I gathered our stuff and went to his room. We didn't fuck anymore that night. We just laid in his bed cuddling and going to sleep.In the wee hours of the morning, I got up to use the bathroom. I heard a squealing sound and went down the hall to see what it was. Mr Peters was fucking Mrs Peters. He was ramming her. " Robin rolled her shoulders as shetried to discreetly adjust the bra she had borrowed from Angela. Despitetheir claims to the contrary, this had not made her more comfortable. Shewould never borrow a guy's underpants, so why were girls okay sharingbras? Plus the straps kept digging into her shoulders. Kara had said itwas likely because she needed a bigger bra.Robin didn't like that Kara had said that.Kara gestured at the pile of jeans. "I noticed you said two pairs though.Surely you mean more.