” Jill picked up the remote, took a deep breath, and pressed the button. She giggled a bit at the stereotypical swirling spiral on the screen, and t...ied to see if she could hear the instructions embedded in the constant stream of brown noise. She felt like she could almost make them out, like they were dancing around the edge of her consciousness. She concentrated on the noise harder, but wasn’t quite able to catch what was being said. And the spiral was so distracting! Maybe if she...A few. I took the wasteband by the sides and she lifted her butt up letting me slide them off. I could see she was wearing a pad in her panties, and for some reason this turned me on even more. I stared in awe and her gorgeous pussy. The aroma filled my nostrils and I wanted more. Slowly I lowered my head towards her inviting pussy and spread it with my thumbs. My tongue rested against her clit and I licked it gently. Pat let out a soft moan as my lips and tongue touched her unkept pussy. I could see. His tongue seemed to harden and then it eased just inside me and I shuddered with the lovely sensations running thru me. One of his hands slid up to my hip pulling me closer as his tongue began what I can only describe as an ‘assault’ on my hole. His other hand slid under me and caressed my cock again which had come up again rock hard. I knew that this was a guy who obviously knew how to please someone and keep them on the edge. I had had quite a few cocks inside me but his tongue was something. Anyway, Dr. Metzinger asked us how our sex life was. On a scale of one to ten, I rated it a 5. We’d been in a rut. Ellen rated it a 2. Shock, anger, and embarrassed overwhelmed me. A two! We talked about it, of course. In the end, we agreed neither was getting what we wanted from the other. We each feared rejection. Ellen feared I would think she was a slut. And I didn’t want Ellen to think I was a dirty minded perv. Ironic, I know. Then Dr. Metzinger gave us an assignment that changed our.