The scruff of his beard tickled my sensitive skin, causing me to squirm in pleasure. His strong, slightly rough hands gripped the back of my thighs as...he ventured further up. I gasped as I felt his tongue run along the length of my pussy, ending with a light flick against my clit. He did this once more before teasing the inner folds of my pussy open; his tongue gently probing my depths. I moaned softly, feeling my hips begin to buck gently against his tongue. Writhing in pleasure, I grasped at. "Ah... I am fine... ahhh... Thanks!.." Replied Adam already feeling the blood flush on his face while shaking Mike's hand (something that aleardy gave him a pleasant feeling)."Nice to meet you! Shall we make our way to the therapy room?" said Mike, guiding Adam through the corridor into a dimed light cubicle. Pointed the place of the hangers and the towels and instructed Adam to strip nude and position himself covered on the table. Mike then left the room and Adam followed the instructions. So he and I agreed that we’d go out to dinner with the two couples, and if we didn’t want to go to the party we’d go to a movie instead. No pressure, no expectations. The morning of the party, my friend called and told me she and her date wouldn’t be able to make it. He’d gotten called into work. Which left me going to dinner and possibly a house party with a couple I’d never met outside the chat room, and Charles. Save me. I called Charles and told him the situation. ‘No problem,’ he said.. "Would you like totry it on?" She asked. I have never been asked that before by an SAbefore. "Y-yeah" i uttered with my best feminine mutter. She took me tothe back which is basically what I imagine my personal haven looks like.It's a big area with light blush pink color with golden accents. It wasbrightly lit by an array of house lights and a big beautiful chandelierhanging from the ceiling. So far I am the only one in here. She drew thecurtains to my personal fitting room. It was a.