. that’s OK; I am up now,” I said scratching my head feeling a dull pain.“Well?”A pause.“Well? What?”Now, that was a pregnant pause.“Wha... are your plans for today?” she asked.“Oh. I hadn’t ... given any thought to it, yet. My eyes are still coming into focus.”“What time do you want me to come over, so we can work on this new dance you want to teach me?”“Hold on CC,” I put the phone down and ran downstairs to my mom in the kitchen, “Claire and I wanted to practice a new dance. Can she come. I massage and caress the spongy mass of your G-Spot. Gently, slowly... then, as I feel it enlarging, faster with more pressure, more movement... My lips and tongue continue to assault your breasts in heated lustful licks. Slurping and sucking sounds mingling with our moans. Your body is writhing; you feel an odd sensation in your sodden cunt. I feel you tensing and I take my mouth from your tit and move down, licking all the way, until it suctions over your clit. I begin sucking it into. This is something I’ve never before seen her do. In fact, she’s told me since early on in our relationship that she has never masturbated once in her whole life. I believe her. She doesn’t have a clue about how her body works. As I see her eyelids draw heavy and her fingers work in and out of her cunny, I realize that that is definitely no longer true. She looks breath taking as a trail of her juices begins to trickle down the inside of her legs. “Are you wet girl?” “Ohhhhh…Oh my word yes! I. I was just about to get up and make a quick escape, when the beauty I had been admiring turned on her barstool, uncrossing then crossing her legs.Was that a tantalising glimpse of her pussy? Was she not wearing any panties? I looked up and she was staring straight back at me, her smile even broader and more mischievous. She uncrossed and crossed her legs again. Definitely no panties – I could feel myself hardening as I visualised burying my rampant cock into her moist and welcoming pussy. God!.