Your saliva is the perfect lubrication as you allow your mouth to do what I'm sure your pussy will do later.Your left hand then moves down to your pus...y as you begin to massage your own wetness. You insert a finger into your pussy and moan ever so slightly. The sound of you sucking my dick mixed with my groans and your groans are the only sounds in the apartment. You stand to your full height and place that finger from your pussy into my mouth. I gladly lick the wetness from your finger. It. . Andthe headmistress's office is here too. We have to discuss your situationwith her."Emily nodded and followed Jane into a waiting room. After a moment, theywere admitted into the office. Headmistress Carson was an athletic andbeautiful woman, although she was quite old. She was an Exemplar, afterall, as well as a famous former superheroine. She was dressed in atailleour sitting at a desk of carved wood. The two sisters came in andsat down at the desk, leaving the luggage at the door."Good. “I confess to being nervous. It’s been a while since I was on a ball.”“A year,” Richard stated. “What a year it was!”“It was, wasn’t it,” Ellen consented. “Let us not speak about it today, Richard. We don’t want to be the spectre at the feast. Look, we’re already there.”A footman opened the coach door, and Richard alighted and helped Ellen climb down. Offering her his arm, he led her up the stairs and into the foyer. He could not help but feel apprehension. The last time he’d been here had. We have two seats next to window over the right wing. Sara looks so cute in that to large jacket I gave her. I take her shirt. It is almost dry.She takes it and opens the zipper of her jacket. I look at her and say. “What are you doing? The plane is nearly full.” Seemly without a care, she takes off my jacket. She is nude to the waist. Her lovely breasts move delightfully, as she puts the shirt on. Sometimes I really do not understand little Sara. But that is exactly what I like about her..