Now I was having fantasies of having one of these women and having hot sessions with her. I slowly started yearning to taste a clit like theirs and pr...gressively my hunger and obsession grew. I wanted to taste a pussy on a stick! Slowly I accepted that I had a hunger and that a guy would be able to satiate my curiosity. I started frequenting the ‘dating’ site more often and soon got hit on by people from the US and even by a few from where I lived. One chap who lived in the same town as I did. It was crazy. I was pissed and wanted it over with, but it was also pretty crazy thinking about it.He had planned to be there at 6:00 again, but sent me another text just to confirm. Just as it had been the other two times, he didn’t want me there, so I stayed at work, then went to get supper and a drink before heading home. They were supposed to be done at 8:30, so I got home at about 8:40 and immediately went back to the bedroom. Lisa was sitting up on the bed and looked like she had been. I could have spared a few moments but didn't want to waste what would be a good experience for both of us so I made her wait as it also gave me a chance to test her patience. Like a good pet she continued edging but was growing extremely horny, wet and desperately wanted to feel her body shudder in orgasm. She went to sleep that night resting her fingertips on her eager, soaking wet pussy......Chapter 2My pet tossed and turned pretty much all night. Visions of hot, wet, gushing orgasms filled. When they sat down Becky ordered a tongue sandwich and strawberry lemonade, to which Tony squinted his face and shuttered. “You don’t like strawberry lemonade?”“Tongue … I don’t understand how anyone can eat tongue.”“But it is OK to eat rump roast?”“Ok, I see your point.”When the waiter asked Tony for his order, he said Oriental Chicken Salad, sans the chicken. “Sans the chicken?” Asked Becky.“It means in the absence of, or without chicken.”“Why do you order a chicken salad without.