" Repeat the words, Caz. Say how many times. The number? Just say it out loud." Twice! He licked me once before he shagged me, and . . ." — and you ...um didn't you, cum before he fucked you — didn't you? He gave you an orgasm." I told you yesterday how powerful my orgasm was when his tongue was on my clit, his bristled chin pushing at my cunt. I clawed his head because it was so wonderful. I thought I was going to die, that's how wonderful it was." Jeeeez!"He leans forward and kisses her. His. Lying in bed, you were starting your morning ritual of a jilling yourself off before you start the day. You developed this habit as a teen, with a sopping wet cunt, one capable of drooling all day long, it was the only way to avoid embarrassing incidents of wetness throughout the day.Your train of thought was interrupted, "ohh!" You yelped quietly. Your hand had finally reached your puffy slit, two fingers spreading the lips as a third circled your pleasure button.You always thought you had a. "Cora Argyll," she said extending her hand. "You'll be from FCE? I'm the Trade Attaché from the British Embassy." She gave a welcoming smile and then, seeing my sceptical look. "Well, the second assistant trade attaché actually."I smiled in response. "Lawrence Ross," I said. She was certainly a welcome addition to the scenery. Tall, willowy and with long, wavy, dark hair she was in her late twenties. Probably her first overseas posting, I guessed. She had a friendly smile and what looked as. He reached between my legs and fingered my very wet pussy.I smiled as he walked down the driveway.I walked back into the kitchen, where Carlotta and Isabella were cleaning. We chatted for a bit. I found out that Isabella is nineteen and here for a month while her parents are in Brazil. She was very exotic looking, with bright blue eyes, dark skin and platinum blond hair in a long braid. I told them I was going to have a shower and headed upstairs.As the hot water cascaded down my naked body, I.