"Teacher, English, Secondary school." she replied cryptically."Ah hence the secrecy, the nom de plume." Marjorie added.Susan nodded, "The duck is sup...rb, Simon" John suggested changing the subject, "Tell me Susan, do you play piano or sing." Guitar and sing a bit. backing vocals Alto that sort of thing." she replied."Good, Marjorie has a wonderful Mezzo Soprano," John suggested,"and Simon is an acceptable Baritone so good, that bodes well for Christmas." Susan looked across at Simon and he. "I don't want to be left out!" She picked at her fingernails, newly painted a perfect wet shade of red. "I just figured, we're going to be alone all night, none of the adults are going to come down here when they can get drunk and be loud up there. Plus," she said, eyeing me, "you look really cute in that dress."The dress she was making fun of not five minutes earlier. "Forget it, Jackie," I said. "Not interested." How about just a kiss?" Like on the lips?" I asked. "Ewww!" Just for a second.. For her this was something new and she missed a bit of the romantic and playful acting she was used to.She tried to escape his hands and instead to kiss and hug him tenderly. Her boyfriend felt her reluctance and he was hot and impatient. So he asked her, what was up. She explained to him, that she liked it more the romantic way that she was used to. But the boy wasn’t in the mood for wasting time in romantics and told her ‘You’re a woman now, don’t act silly!’They were disputing about this and. " She took over again, gently pushing me on to her couch. She straddled me, allowing me get a good look at her amazing body. Christina's pussy was gorgeous. Smooth and hairless, it glistened in the light. Before she could settle down on top of me, I grabbed her buttocks and pulled her hips forward. I buried my face in her vagina, my tongue immediately going to her clit. She gasped and let out a long "Oh my God babe!" as my tongue assaulted her sex. Her fingers tightened their grip on my head.