"I can't wait to see," she said gently. She kissed Stephanie on the lips, running her wet tongue over her lower lip. She took the towel from Stephanie...and unrolled it. "Oh my," she gasped as she stared at the two-sided dildo. It was a purple, jelly-like material that was soft to the touch. But the dildo itself was very hard and firm. Each end was smooth and almost shiny. The middle of the shaft was ribbed around the circumference. Kelly's eyes sparkled like green fire as she looked at the long. It's a wonder she wasn't mutilated with a machete like so many others. Her parents were killed and all her family and friends. There's even medical evidence she was raped, which, considering how very young she was, must have been trauma enough in itself. A lot of Tutsi children came up for adoption and, although we had no pressing need to adopt a daughter, we volunteered to do so. But ever since her ordeal, she's not said a word. Of course, we don't know what she was like before then. No one. Gently she suckled on the solitary nut as her hand continued its treatment of my shaft. Then she moved her tongue down and started tonguing the region of my balls closest to my ass. The sensation was peculiar at first, almost like a tickle. But soon she had me moaning in outright ecstasy. Finishing with my balls, Julia trailed her tongue back up my shaft, stopping just south of the head where she placed her lips and began to suckle powerfully, as if to give my cock a hicky. Intense pleasure. After an afternoon of feeling anxious myself but also at times very turned on, I now felt a little sorry for Liz, that she might have drunk too much and feel embarrassed. I agreed to leave with her and make sure she got home ok. Liz was quiet as we took the bus home. She was sleepy and for the last few minutes of the journey I felt her head lean on my shoulder and from her breathing she sounded as though she was asleep. Her right hand rested on my leg. I was nervously excited, wondering what.