Don't stop, just keep eating me. I love that feeling," Edie moaned.Upon those words leaving her mouth, Edie had a quivering orgasm. She shook all ov...r and more filth left her mouth. Looking at her lying on the bed, she was in her own fantasy world. As I continued to pleasure Edie with my tongue, her womanhood became like a cascade of a mountain river. I made sure that I did not miss a drop and knew it was time to fuck her brains silly.As I started to mount Edie, she stopped me by grabbing. Suzanne had said that I would be there for three days but that I needn’t take anything with me. A taxi dropped me at the gate. “Rather you than me, mate,” the driver said as I got out, which I found really embarrassing rather than, as perhaps I should have done, worrying.I walked up the drive to the imposing front door with its brightly polished brass letter box and door plate inscribed with the single letter “M”. Pressing the button marked “Ring”, I could hear the sound of the door bell. I have other responsibility of house.This happened 5 years back, before my marriage and I was in Bangalore with my parents when this happened I was 23 years old. We were two daughters for my parents; my sister is married to a software engineer. Sister’s name is Priya and her husband’s name brother in law is Rohan Kumar.On the first birthday of my sister’s son, we had a birthday party at our home, it was families get together, very few close relatives and are invited. On the party, I was offered. But being late to my lesson would be even worse, so I know I have no choice but to show up dressed like this. As I open the door of the music building, I feel my heart skip a beat. Nothing out of the ordinary – I’m often nervous as I arrive here, on my way to a lesson or a performance. But today there’s the added stress of running in at the last minute, barely dressed. Some of my friends probably wouldn’t think twice about showing up for a lesson in a slutty outfit… but I’m a firm believer in.