Slowly at first, I started to pump my cock into her mouth; I did not want to ruin things, but something inside me told me that this was what we both n...eded. On my seventh or eighth thrust, I felt my cock hit the back of her throat and I looked down to check if Heather was OK. My eyes were met by hers, big, beautiful and full of sexual desire. Then she looked down, at the same time forcing her head down again until my cock went to the back of her throat. That look will live me for a long time.. Jennifer gave her an odd look. "Oh definitely, she really adds to the party", I said jokingly. Jennifer seemed even more uncomfortable with where this conversation was going. Having been deflowered during lesbian lovemaking, I don't think she was amused by talk of inviting another woman into the household, especially since it was obvious that when they got home last night that Virginia was in someone's bed."James will you give Jennifer a ride to school this morning?" mother asked. I was a. ..This pleasant reverie was interrupted by the emergence of a group of people from the bar, all of whom settled at the table next to mine, despite the fact that there was more than enough space available elsewhere. Which would have been fine, except that the Conversation Leader - a woman in her forties, at a guess, tweed coat, cropped hair - had an incredibly loud and screechy voice, dominating the conversation - and, despite my best efforts, my attention - with a series of profoundly inane. "No wonder she was in such a rush to email it to shore," Ithought.On one side was an insert mentioning that I was daughter of MistressConstance and became a provisional member of the Group just four daysago, after reaching my eighteenth birthday. Under the insert were foursmaller pictures of me taken at earlier points in my life. The top twoI had actually seen before and were of me as a very young boy - one ina very frilly romper and the other in a very sissy sailor dress.However, the next two.