The professor told her servant to get cleaned up. Wendy knelt while Burnside unlocked her collar. Involuntarily she rubbed her throat when the collar ...ame off. For the first time Wendy had a chance to see herself in the mirror. She was shocked by the change in her appearance. With her hair reduced to stubble, her breasts and shoulders bare, and a frightened, intense expression in her eyes, she hardly recognized the face staring back at her in the mirror. Wendy examined herself, still trying to. He turned to face me during one of these quick glances, for which I looked up to meet his eyes, feeling a little guilty that he had caught me idly looking. Hejust smiled as if my thoughts were nothing, or not intentional. We both looked away, before I looked back at him and said 'Grandpa?' 'Yes, sweetie' he replied. 'Did you mean that?' I enquired. 'Mean what, my love?' he asked. 'That I could just ask?' I replied. It took a brief moment for him to recall what he had said a few moments ago,. I breathe in the scent of her virginity. A man can never tire of this smell. Keymie trembles when I lap at the juices that surround her labia. I can’t help but stick my tongue inside to fill my mouth with her scent. Keymie shutters from micro-quakes that radiate up from her vagina. I draw my tongue out and up, licking slowly I part her lips. Keymie bucks her hips a little and moans as I reach the piece de resistance, her clit. I gently lick around her bud and kiss the tip. With sheer muscle. Kisses become more. The slow current works around Allie's breasts – the top half of her tan, perky mounds a perfect target for my lips. Her arms wrap around my neck. Her hands clasp behind my head. Her tongue moves over my lips and into my mouth. We savor each other's hot breathe in the moments between our passionate kisses. I cup her firm tits with my hands and slide my thumbs over her hard nipples. I push her back to the shore, moments of her body rising out of the water with each step back..