I've arranged a meal this Saturday evening, catered for by an outside company, for a man who could very well turn a lot of business my way, a Mr Grang...r. I plan to wine and dine him and his wife and generally show them what a good guy I am so that when it comes to putting pen to paper he'll trust me and be happy to do business with me. I want an attractive young woman – that's you – to be my partner for the evening. You happy with that?”“Sounds good,” I said. “A dinner party for four? I think I. .My balls really hurt, I need to cum so bad, and I drive my face into my cousin's panties, her musky scent filling my nostrils. I was absolutely taken aback by it, I've never smelled pussy before, I was so desperate for a sniff, and now finally I'm smelling what my cousin's pussy smells like... and I immediately put the crotch of her panties in my mouth, to moisten them, to reconstitute her long dried up juices off the silky satin fabric. The taste was incredible! I couldn't believe what I was. She was lying on her bed with a light blanket over her, her hair visible to Jessica for the first time. It must have been jet black many years ago, but now it was equal parts gray and white. Her face had noticeably more wrinkles than the last time Jessica had seen her. Her dark eyes looked tired.Jessica decided she would ignore her jabs for now.“How are you feeling, Reverend Mother?”“Like a woman being tested” she answered with all the stoicism she could muster.“Tested?” Jessica probed. “And. Any release of her legs would lead to a volley of poorly aimed kicks at my waist. I decided to move closer, out of range of her legs. Once I was sure she couldn't kick me, I got on my knees (the same stance I had to take when she punished me in class), I grabbed the crotch of her panties and pushed them aside. This only caused the cloth to return to its place given her gyrating thighs, but perseverance paid off. I eventually got it to wedge securely on one side of the crotch, finally allowing.