A silent "Oh fuck!" escapes my lips, and she giggles.Finally her hands spread my legs. As wide as possible. She gives me a sexy smile, and she goes do...n on me. No teasing, her tongue just pushes itself between my pussy lips, and starts dancing in there.This time my "Oh fuck!" is much louder. She definitely knows what she is doing. One of her hands grabs my breast again. Her other hand rubs my clit. But her tongue inside of me is definitely the best part. She hits all of my sweet spots with it.I. Her mouth is moving faster and faster, and her finger is moving so slowly, it feels so good. He cannot take it anymore, she feels his balls tighten and his hot cum explodes in her mouth and she is taking all she can. His orgasm seems to go on and on, the cum starts dripping out of her mouth, down her cheeks. She looks up at him with a smile on her face knowing how much he enjoyed that. She lay her head down on his leg and just waits, knowing he will be ready for her in a few minutes. The sun. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Time: Several years ago, starting the summer between freshman and sophomore years in high school and continuing through sophomore year.Place: A reasonable facsimile of Northern Indiana. As I've stated before, the story is based around the South Bend/Mishawaka area, but geographically I've jumbled it up. Distances, names of towns, names of schools, and even names of some characters might sound familiar, but I've bent what. Passing it to the Driver, he told him that everything was OK, no problems, a friend is coming to dinner is all and doesn’t know where the house is. Lisa spent the next hour and a half wondering what she would find. Sherri seemed so nice, but the idea of a slave, some sort of sex slave, a voluntary slave, and Lisa started to worry. What if they did something to her? What if they attacked her, and drew her into their sick fantasy world? What if they raped her and brain washed her to believe she.