I love eating pussy, though my boyfriend doesn't know about it. So, Sarah and I, we just take care of each other in this one way. I get to enjoy the r...ch flavor of her achy vagina on a daily basis, and she gets to lay back and be pampered by a young, hot girl who loves her and is focused entirely on her pleasure.How did it start? With a simple conversation. She's more mother to me than my own mom, who I rarely see due to her alcohol problems. Sarah has always been there for me. When I opened up. Icy blue that seem to go right through me. He takes my hand and smiles a little so that I can’t be sure if it is a smile or a smirk. ‘I’d love to get to know you. My apartment is only a few blocks away and it is much quieter.’ I pull my hand away. ‘I really don’t think so.’ I may be easy but I didn’t even know this guys name. What nerve! ‘Have it your way. But you’ll wish you had taken me up on my little offer,’ He replied, his voice hard and cold, and walks away. A bit shaken by this I decide. I don’t even remember it, I was so tired. So I said OK, and packed up my stuff and moved into their big mansion in town. At least, it seemed like a mansion to me. It had more rooms on one floor than our whole house did in Sedro Woolley. I had my own private bedroom with a big closet and I only shared the bathroom with Eleanor. Rod had his own bathroom. I’d never heard of a house with more than one bathroom, but this one had three. Two upstairs and one downstairs. The downstairs one didn’t have. The noises stop, seems like you’re finishing the undressing. So much for taking it slow. Sounds of movement start up once more, sounds like you’re on the couch. You’re touching each other, slowly, it’s very quiet. I can hear you speaking, but I can’t make out the words, more sounds of movement follow. You’re moving on the couch, I hear the sounds of feet on the floor. I can hear you moaning. She’s eating you out I think, moved to the floor so she could get between your legs as you sat on the.