She kissed Carol's inner thighs before moving higher and nervously licking Carol's moist and swollen labia. For the first time she tasted another woma...'s juices, happily she lapped at Carol's pussy lips drinking the flowing nectar before moving up to flick her tongue over Carol's engorged clitoris. Lying down she burrowed her tongue into the other woman's cuntal passage, while teasing her clit with a finger. Her ears filled with Carol's moans of pleasure, a hand rested on the back of her head. I was fortunate in that, because she lived at the other end of town, none of my school friends knew about my punishment. This did not mean, however, that my “little girl” attire and the bare bottomed spankings to which I was regularly subjected on my weekends with my aunt were entirely unknown to the rest of the world. Aunt Emmaline had a circle of lady friends who were regularly invited over to witness and, often participate, in my discipline. And because these sessions were often. Some pictures were blown up in size like that of the Railroad and trains, an old ghost town, caves, silver mine and collection of local memorabilia. Local High School banners and team pictures. One painting caught Lynn’s eye. Old Indian women with long gray hair in braids over her shoulders and one feather from her hair. Her sunken smile was the give away. Lynn was sure it was the woman whom had sold her the Trinket. ‘You ready to order?’ The waitress appeared. Lynn hadn’t seen her coming and. I noticed that his cum tasted slightly different to the few drops of Jesse's I'd tasted before. As he came in my mouth I drove two fingers deep into my pussy, my thumb pressing into my clit, and then, suddenly I was cumming too. I tried to take his whole load but, I confess, some of it did spill out (can I claim having an orgasm as a mitigating factor?). The intensity of the sensations I was feeling was so great I collapsed against him, his cum still dribbling down my chin. After a few minutes,.