My clit was at his mercy just like the rest of my body. “You have a big clit,” he said before he licked it again. I looked down and I saw it stick...out from its hood. Maybe he was right, maybe not. I don’t know and I didn’t care, I watched him suck on it, gently moving his head and moaning as he did so. My legs were shaking as the pleasure was bringing me closer to orgasm. I bent my knees slightly as my clit pounded against his tongue. “Oh my God!” I screamed repeatedly. I stood frozen as I came. “Me!” Birgit said, coming into the room just as I asked the question.“Well come on, both of you,” I said, then added, “Birgit, Aunt Kathy had a baby boy. His name is Keith!”“Can I call her and go see the baby?”“She needs to rest, Pumpkin. We’ll call in a couple of days and see if Kathy is OK to have visitors. Otherwise she’ll bring the baby here soon.”“OK,” she said, sounding disappointed.April 7, 1994, Chicago, Illinois“No, Mr. Littleton, I won’t grant this discovery without the agreement from. I slipped on a black bustier that pushes up my tits put on a cut out lacy bra black garter belt and some sheer black panties. I opened the window shades and posed for a bit before grabbing some old school seamed black stockings. I love to put my legs up on a chair as I roll the thigh highs up fastening them to the garter belt at the top. I put on some 4 inch open toe black heels and pulled a see through black baby doll negligee which showed off my perky nipples and barely covered my ass. I went. She makes me wish I was straight, and better looking than you." Did I mention competent people can be a pain?I changed the subject, "Now, where's my lunch? It should..." Justin was looking over my shoulder, so I turned to see our waitress standing behind me, with my plate in her hands. She appeared to be attempting death by embarrassment. I motioned her forward and took the plate from her hands. There was only one reason to be this embarrassed; she had heard the conversation. In fact, I could.