Indeed, she is lots younger, than I first assumed!Even better, is my answer. I ask her my few usual questions to find out a bit more about her erotic ...xperience.First I demand to know her looks, as just young and virgin is not enough to meet my standards. Slender! Sexy!I already know she is unusually smart, by her approach and no mistakes in spelling. B-boobs already! Not bad.No, she isn't ugly. She is very sporty. Lots of swimming and running. Often with best girlfriend Fleur ('Flora').Their. . Jessica she asked why I was not answering my phone I explained how I had drifted off and fell asleep she seemed a little mad but it looked like she was getting over it. She looked me over and said well u ready I grabbed my hat and said let's go. We get in the elevator and were talking casually till we reached ground floor we walked outside and she got into one of the most beautiful trucks I have ever seen a 2012 ford raptor it was red and it had red stacks in the box god dam was it nice she. “On your knees.” Was she actually going to make my first taste of pussy public? Part of me was saying that this was too dangerous, that I should refuse. But I didn’t want to refuse; I wanted to play Amy’s game. Despite the risks, I was on my knees, facing Christmas’s neatly trimmed snatch. The crop switched from my shoulder to between Christmas’s thighs and guided them apart. Without waiting for the crop, I pressed my mouth right over the soft, velvety flesh between Christmas’s legs. My mouth. She took quick, shallow breaths and cold sweat formed on her forehead.“What did I just see?” she asked herself.She was alone in her room. It was the same room she spent her whole childhood in, she was familiar with every inch of it. Still, after more than a decade away from home, living her own life, it somehow ended up as her sanctuary.“Calm down, Chloe, it was probably nothing...” she tried to tell herself.It was pointless, her heart screamed what her brain pointlessly tried to silence. She.