"Matilda wanted me to tell you that she's seeing someone."It took a minute for her sentence to register. "My mother wants you to tell me ... WHAT?" Mi...key, Darling, calm down. She didn't say it in so many words, but I could plainly see that she wants you to know. She just doesn't know how to break it to you."Questions flooded my mind. What did 'seeing someone' mean, who was he, how did they meet, how long had it been going on, and above all, why had Kitty appointed herself the messenger? She. One hand rubbed toward my crack and his thumb hooked under my wet panty, pulling it to the side. I felt his thumb graze my clit as he removed my thong off my wet pussy. I bit my lower lip, trying not to make any sound. But I gasped as I felt his tongue touching my pussy, sliding down to lick my clit. His hands spread my cheeks, giving him better access to my dripping pussy. He still had not said a word as he began to lick and suck my pussy, making me to brace myself against a drawer. I was no. Without further ado Carole dipped fabric stripsinto the hot wax and placed them on my back. As the wax cooled and set shesuddenly, and without warning, ripped them off, taking my hair with them!Yes, I did shriek the first time! But Carole told me to stop being such asissy, pointing out that many women went through this process every fewweeks and that if they could cope, then so could I! I bit my lip andendured as Carole gradually worked across my torso, arms, and legsremoving all traces of. "I'm so glad you like it when I suck you off, daddy. 'coz I LOVE it!" I tell him, rubbing my thighs together in order to cope with my own arousal.- JamesAnna directs me to take a right turn where normally we would turn left to go home. We pass through a part of town that is full of boarded up buildings and deserted streets. "There it is!" she says pointing to a deserted theater. I pull up and park the car. I kill the engine and unbuckle my seat belt. I turn to her and smile. Looking at her face.