Then we French kissed with my tongue slipping deeply into her moist slit. I lapped at her strawberry flavored clit.My wife said, “It is extract. We ...ll taste different. Mine is strawberry’”In the background the girls giggled and said, “Mine is cherry extract.” “Mine is peppermint extract.” “Mine is vanilla extract.”So after enjoying my wife’s pussy for a few more minutes I crawled on my knees over to the girls. My daughter was in the middle so I started with her. Cherry! My favorite! After I. "She kissed me. "Sorry, I forgot who I'm dealing with. It is going tohappen and you are going to be beautiful." Here's hoping," I said.I went off to work, pleased with myself. I was crampy as hell but Iwas in control of my life. I was eating right, I was tracking andnothing was going to stop me. I was wearing black pants, a bluesweater and flats. I couldn't wear a dress on the first day of myperiod. I felt bloated and disgusting. I couldn't help laughing. Ifyou had told me a year ago. I sat before him and he asked the only peon present to bring for him some purchases for his family and gave him some money and a bag. The peon also left the school. We two only remain in the room.He asked me some questions relating to human anatomy but within a few minutes he closed the books and asked me my family affairs how we are maintaining. I told my father is poor and we are managing hand to mouth.He then asked me to show my hand. By holding my hand he gave a very long kiss on my palm by. He asked if I felt comfortable enough to actively participate without any inhibitions. I heard myself agreeing and not believing I was saying it.He asked me to lay on the bed on my back and said he would feel my body softly. He began touching from my forehead and grazed his fingertips over my face, neck, and shoulders. His touch was feather light and I could feel my skin responding by wanting him to touch everywhere. He traced my body with his fingers touching my breasts, my nipples, stomach.