If it weren't, why meeting every week? And doing it every week? We could have just sat at a nice cafe and talked until life called us both back to rea...ity. We didn't have to get naked as soon as we entered the room, jumping into bed as soon as our clothes were gone. But it also was not for the sex alone. The sex was part of it; there was the sex, there were the talks, and they seemed to be two different things, but they weren't. The sex was exercise and pleasure, but more than that, I now. The Sight. I was seeing the women and I knew which one was a virgin. It was as if there was an aura around each woman. I could tap into that aura and I could see her first time: in the back seat of a car, at her Uncle's house, in her boyfriend's bedroom, in a hotel room.Then I saw her. Her aura was empty. She was a virgin. I studied her. She was tall and lithe with straight brunette hair down over her shoulder, sparkling blue eyes, and an angelic face. As I studied her with the Sight I knew. “You must be really strong to be on this council at such a young age, right?”Most of the council gained an amused look on their face when they heard my question. I swear that even the old man was smiling under his beard.“Young age? David, I am more than a millennia-old.”, he replied, seeming to have fun at my expense.My mind froze at that revelation. “What? How could that be? You look barely older than sixteen years old.”Light replied, the amused smile still on his face, “David, I am going to. "Oh, no, you're not getting out of my legs that easily!" I laughed, cupping my hands over the back of his head and pulling him so hard and deep into my pantyhose-clad crotch I thought I'd break his nose. "Get in your grandma's cunt and SMELL IT!"He screamed an agonizing scream, the vibrations of which rippled into my pussy, making me wetter and wetter. I moaned, grinding him now, twisting my hips as I held his face to my soaking pussy, and used his abused face for my pleasure, his garbled cries.