Her labia was full and pouty. He liked her aroma of desire as it began to fill his office.“Turn.”She turned so her back was to him. Her ass was sm...ll but firm. No tattoos or piercings, so that was another plus for him. He cleared his throat, and she turned back to face him. He was pleased to see that her eyes immediately returned to his.“Well, Lita. You are a beautiful woman, however, some things shall be altered, if you are willing to proceed. The test period, for lack of a better term, is. She asked him to lie on his back on the chaise lounge before turning around and placing her knees by his head, straddling his face in a sixty-nine position. "MY turn!", she exclaimed. At this point, he was ready to please her in any way she needed. She hovered her pussy over his willing mouth and said,"I NEED you to lick my pussy. Right NOW!" She slowly lowered her completely shaved and already wet pussy to his lips and eager tongue. "That's it. Lick my pussy. OHHH yeahhh!" she moaned as he. Lisa had studied countless human biology books on the subject. So much so, that she considered herself a bit of an expert. Well, as much of an expert as someone could be without any practical experience that is.She had come close on her eighteenth birthday but still, it was not close enough for her liking. Her father Homer had got drunk early in the night as usual and passed out causing considerable embarrassment to her mother Marge and herself. Marge had then spent the rest of evening making. A thatch of auburn hair, an engaging smile of gleaming teeth, and an air that left people feeling comfortable with him after only a few minutes ... he really had it all. We all adored him, but tried not to make too much of an issue with it.It was no secret when Cecil came of age sexually. Our family was very physical in its affection, and a kid with raging hormones can't be kissed and hugged by bikini-clad aunts and cousins without the effects being easily seen, and felt, through a wet.