This heat swept through me. It was this incredible delight.I ground my twat across her face. Her tongue felt incredible. It was amazing. She stroked m... pussy lips. My clit. She plundered me everywhere. My breasts heaved, water flying from my nipples. I quivered, on the edge of exploding.“Yes, yes!” I howled. “Oh, Keisha!”I came. My pussy convulsed. My twat writhed and convulsed. The pleasure surged through my flesh. I grabbed her weave of dark hair. I held on tight as the ecstasy burned through. Through my tears and sniffles I explained that he was the first person I ever told this to and he thanked me for trusting him so much with this obviously very personal information. Mike said that I should dry my eyes and get cleaned up because the school bell would be ringing shortly and we don't want people to see you leaving the Headmasters office crying. Oh my yes I exclaimed that would get them talking wouldn't it and I grinned at him. Mike stopped me as I was leaving his office, he said. Miranda was a stuck up wife of a Virginia senator. I took a long drive to a mansion in McLean, Virginia. It was the afternoon and no one else was at her house. I suppose that she had many homes. I rang the doorbell. She rushed me in the house making sure that no one saw me. She treated me like I was some repairman. She ordered me around. I reluctantly obeyed. Miranda was a petite, thin woman with a serious look and short red hair. It looked like she had a little plastic surgery. She also. We sat on the ground facing each other across the fire. Rolin had moved the wooden frame that he used to cook the meat. The frame was made of wooden pools tied together. There was basically, one long piece of wood with two legs attached to each end at angles. The long piece of wood could be rotated, so after sticking it through the meat, you could rotate the frame to let it cook. Quite a clever idea.I moaned happily as I took another bite into the soft rich meat. ?This is great Rolin!??Thanks.?.