Anything at all.”“Anything,” I said flatly, as I had a week ago.“Yes, Sir. Anything…”“In that case, do go on with your story.” And I r...sumed stroking her, but moved much farther down her legs, stroking the tops of her feet again.She started trembling harder and her breathing became shallower. Finally, she began her story.Research: Marta“The subs I connected with online let me know that they were normal people, and that there was nothing wrong with me, either. I wasn’t going to burn in hell, as. She didn't have to deal with his disgust at her appearance.She slipped the dildo in her mouth and realized that Susan had been correct. She didn't need to stuff the whole thing in her mouth. She wrapped a hand around the shaft and stroked it up and down. Susan had made it look pretty simple. She pulled it out of her mouth and looked at it. She tried it again. It wasn't that difficult. She decided that she would try it on Dale and see if Susan's suggestions worked.Within twenty minutes Susan. Man what a trip I thought, what the Hell did I do with my clothes.My phone was dead so I plugged it in and took a shower my pussy felt squishy and when I rinsed it I swear I saw a blue tinge to the water.What the actual fuck? Suddenly I had to jump on the toilet as my gut clenched, almost afraid to look but I did there was blue in there. I flushed it and got back in the shower. Clean but still dehydrated I set the sofa back up and the table the laptop was ok and I stopped. It was 7 pm Sunday, I. Fuck, she smelled amazing.Pulling her thighs apart, I slid between them easily, gazing at her beautifully trimmed pussy. Gently I pushed her legs slightly back as I kissed the soft, smooth flesh around her already wet entrance. Today was not the day for dilly-dallying though and instead of teasing her, I dove right in. My lips met hers, devouring the juice already coating them as my tongue lapped her entire length. With each lick, Emily moaned her approval — and my fingers hadn’t even touched.