I sensed something fishy and apologized for hurting her. For that she said it wasnt any problem but her husband is a businessman and he usually travel... very often. Though she told that he gives everything to her, money love affection etc. but she stopped at once saying that she is missing that deep down love and passionate affection towards her. I tried consoling her and finally succeeded in making her smile.She then started asking about my crushes and about my girl friend. I said i never had. The least you can do is look at him."Ann turned slightly and glanced up. Her heart almost stopped beating and she was forced to lock her knees to keep from sliding to the floor. She dropped her eyes. What was her love doing here as a surrogate for initiations to a women's society? They had told her that the boy had four years of experience. OH, Donald, who are you? "I won't protest anymore, Grandmother."I had recognized Ann the moment I entered the room. Everyone's attention was directed that. Clutching at her breasts Megan's breath quickened. Thoughts of Savannah parting her lips exposing her clit to her tongue ran through her head. Squeezing her nipples a moan escaped her lips. Kissing her thighs Savannah said, you have the prettiest pussy I ever seen, which added to her fantasy. Brushing away the loose hairs Savannah aplied saving cream. Pulling the razor through the stubble Megan's groin mussels quivered. A sent of her vaginal fluids drifted up. Wiping the cream from her vagnal. My mind was a wave of sensations, all coming from one area... her tongue felt like an angel's wing (or some poetic metaphor) as it moved up and down against the underside of my head. I could feel myself getting closer and I think she could feel my nuts tightening. If not, I'm sure she could taste more of the precum that had undoubtedly been leaking out since she first climbed on top of me. Was this real? Was I dreaming? Is this what actually happens to other, lucky people?!I was looking around.