"So, what's the verdict?," Amanda said."This isn't a trial," Andrea said."I know it isn't," Amanda said. "I guess I just want answers. I guessI'm look...ng for some magical solution."She was informed there was no magical solution."I had Nikki do a little test," Andrea said. "I'll have the results byher next session." What will they say?" Amanda asked."Probably no more than we already know," Andrea said. "I had the feelingI was talking to a 12-year-old girl in there." You were," Amanda. It would be our secret. After she went to bathroom and came out, I started by holding her hand. She refused a lot but I convinced her and started slowly occupying her. I started kissing her mouth to mouth and she was slowly losing herself. Then I kissed her in different types and put my hands on her breast and slowly removed hooks from her blouse and started sucking her both breast for a longtime. This time I removed her blouse and bra fully after I removed her saree and petticoat and made her. It was rough and thin, just the lightest of barriers between her naked body and the hard cement.Naked?body?Her hands moved from the rough fabric to the slightly cool skin of her thighs, then slid up to her hips and belly, and then on to her bare breasts. From there her hands once again found the metal collar that encircled her throat. She tugged at the unyielding band with one hand, while her other found the chain and pulled. She turned over onto her knees and crawled toward whatever it was. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy sex that way, but her body had become trained to responding to George's long, upwardly curving cock from a variety of face to face positions. If his cock wasn't rubbing across her G-spot, then she wasn't cumming. Add to this sad situation the fact that George had never been known for his oral skills (other then his enjoyment of receiving it) and Tracey had become a tight bundle of frustrated sexual need.Tom watched as his wife of four years convinced the couple.