“N-nothing,” I said. “She's just being weird. You know how she is?”My phone buzzed again.Mother gave me a speculative look. My heart pounded. ...f she saw the photos... This was too much. I wanted to melt away. I could see it in mother's eyes. She wanted to see what my sister was sending me.“Do I need to talk to her about what's proper?” Mother asked.“No, no, Minako is just over-reacting,” I said. My phone chirped again.“Okay,” she said slowly. Then she opened the car door.I bolted out of the. She looked over at Alex again. His eyes were filled with love and support. I was already wondering what the problem could possibly be. It was obvious to me in that very short time that this was a couple deeply in love, supportive and respectful of each other. Not the typical couple to come to a counselor with sexual problems. She started. "Okay. This is it." Then she launched into her story which I will let flow without interference as if she had told the entire story in one long narrative:It. She smiled and leaned in towards my pussy and flicked her tongue over my clit. "Ohhhh God yes," I moaned. I knew I would cum really quickly. I needed it so bad. Seeing her beautiful mouth on my pussy was going to send me over the edge in a matter of minutes. She sucked my clit into her mouth and flicked her tongue over it again and again. She finally released it and started making circles over it. She made her way down to my hole and slid her tongue in and out of it. She then started licking. I invited him to our private thatch hut room that evening. It was clear that the invitation was for a sexual experience.Since I had no previous idea that I could be turned on by a male hard-on, I obviously had never discussed this with Joan.When I saw her about 30 minutes later, I said something like, ”you will not believe what just happened.” While we had been going together for less than a year, we had talked about sexual fantasy. My sexual fantasy always involved another woman, but not.