My hands reached down and grabbed his head as his tongue circled my clit. Squirming under him i could hardly take it anymore, his tongue felt so good...but i needed more. My pussy was begging to be stretched wide open by his cock. His hands were on my sides holding me from moving as his tongue worked my clit. I begged him to fuck me but he just kept licking. Trying to slide under him to get to his cock but he had me pinned. My body quivered as i screamed "I need it", he never lost focus. “Let’s just say that Carl has arranged things the way he wants them and you will find them satisfactory once you get over your initial reaction.”“I may just surprise you,” I said lightly.“Oh?” she asked. “In what way?”“I respect and trust you and Carl both. You both say this is something that I’ll be pleased and agree with. Even if it’s a shock, initially, I can’t see me protesting. Carl’s last wishes are important to me. Whether they catch me off guard or not, it’s so important to honor them. No one nearly as close as Rebecca had been. But it would have to do while she figured out what was next for her. Would Rebecca ever forgive her? It didn’t seem likely. So the real question was: would she forgive herself? She wasn’t sure about that either. The Friday hours mercifully sped by and Rachel made it through most of the day unscathed. She’d felt the glares and her ears had burned at the whispers, but she was starting to get somewhat used to it. She’d seen Rebecca in her classes as. " Heather began to whisper.I interrupted her, by placing my hands at her waist, bringing her attention immediately back to my face. My hands traveled slowly up Heather's body, generously feeling the sides of her breasts, before coming to rest under her arms. I gently pulled her closer, keeping her gaze locked on mine. Heather closed her eyes and quietly moaned, through parted lips, as I brought my mouth to hers.I had intended the kiss to be a slow, sensual act, a memorable moment - our first.