I started sliding a finger up and down my moist slit. "mmmmmmm" I moaned, "Fuck that feels good."I rubbed my clit and fingered my pussy for a few minu...es, getting myself so wet. His eyes were bulging out. His cock was trying to burst out of his pants. I then climbed into his chair and stuck my pussy in his face. I knew how bad he wanted to taste me. I teased him with it. I showed him my pink wet pussy. I rubbed it in front of his face. Then suddenly, I grabbed his hair and shoved his face into. “Get over here.” I walked over slowly eyeing him the entire time as he sat on the corner of the bed. Smiling, I said, “Yes Sir?” “Strip for me...slowly”. “As you wish.” I raised my left leg up and place my knee high, black, high heeled boot on the edge of the bed. I took the zipper and smoothly pull it down to the ankle; shift my weight and pivoted on my other foot to give a better view to him. I pushed my hips out and kept my legs spread so he could see me growing wet. “Mmmm, nice”. I slid my. "No! Stop it, Shireen! This can't be happening. Unless you're still dreaming!" She pinched herself carefully on one buttock. "Ouch! Not so hard!"She was awake. Then she explored the bed, and discovered that she had rolled over on to Nicola's cast-off panties, still sodden with their load of mingled juices."Oh, fuck it!" And this time she sobbed herself to sleep."Nic?" she asked casually at breakfast, as soon as their mother was out of the way. "Is Mark's thingie very big?" Shireen! Not while. " Sooo, proof?" What does the word 'bimbo' mean to you?"She made a face. "It's a tool of the patriarchy. It's completely misogynistic. It's an insult men use to demean women, it implies they're silly and empty-headed and slutty." And how do you feel when I call you one, bimbo?"She immediately giggled, then her eyes widened, and she gasped, putting her hand over her mouth. Then she laughed. "You suck!"I grinned. "Still forgive me?"She bit her lip. "I suppose." She frowned in thought - it was.