We didn’t have time to clean up more than wiping our fingers clean of pussy juices.I wore my school uniform, my breasts bouncing beneath my blouse. ... didn’t bother with a bra, my tits jiggling loose in my blouse. My nipples were hard, poking at the fabric. This was a mistake. I should have worn my bra.We smelled of pussy. Her family would know what we’d been up to. How could they not? I trembled as Tonya and I reached the first floor and headed for their dining room. My heart pounded in my. She has to taste her! The teen kneels down and eagerly shoves her tongue up inside. Her tongue feels the heat of Alma’s pussy and her mouth instantly fills with her juices.“Oh Sis,” Alma purrs with delight, “that feels so nice...”Fiona just licks and swallows, breathing deeply.“You like the taste of your sister’s cunt, yes?” Leah asks huskily.“Yes, she tastes amazing. And I like her warmth, her smell...” Fiona mumbles and continues to lick slowly, parting the folds and working from the bottom. I know how he feels, and it's not too great. I don't know what they said to one another Friday, but I'd bet money that she didn't tell him about her plans for Saturday night." We got past it." Yeah, mostly because we both realized we weren't going to be a couple anyway. But it still hurt, bad, Mary Jo. Mainly I got past it because you made the first move, coming to apologize." I think I can get Betty Lou to do that, but I need you to get Bobby to listen and not freak." I'll do what I can. Is. It is lit by twelve large, red, perfumed candles anddominated by the heavy and brooding presence of the ?Seat of Penance?, a largethrone raised on a dais, ornately carved and made of darkest ebony. Upon theseat is a cushion of crimson satin. There is also a lower platform that acts asa foot rest. My thighs press against its outer edge. A small door opens to my right. My immediate sensation, as always, is theoverpowering perfume of latex. And then I hear the unmistakable sound ofstiletto heels.