I still didn’t fully understand what she was getting at. To me oral was to do with the mouth and I had kissed many girls so what had I missed out o...? She continued.“John, if a girl takes your cock in her mouth it would give you a lot of pleasure. Likewise if you licked her clitoris she would be melting in your arms.”I did wish she wouldn’t talk to me in a foreign language but I did at least visualize my cock in a girls mouth. As I did so it stood to attention. My whole body felt beetroot. As on previous visits I made to follow and was ordered to kneel between her thighs. She lay back and order me to watch as she frigged herself, opening her pussy so I could see deep inside. I could see her fingers glistening with juice as she brought herself off. She orderd me to bring my nose closer and proceeded to make me sniff, She smelt wonderfully musky and I was about to try and lick her when she rolled away and orderd me to lie in the bed on my back.. I lay there, my dick pointing to. ” she let her thought unsaid. Holly was remembering something now, and deciding to what extent she could share it with Mildred, who seemed unusually judgmental that afternoon. She gazed out to the woods behind the property and smoked her cigarette. She wouldn’t tell Mildred that she had unfastened her swim suit top, or that she shifted her body slightly to allow the boy to see most of a breast. That’s when he offered to do her back. She exhaled and watch the cloud of smoke rise and dissolve.. A couple of months past her thirteenth birthday, Beatrice had begun to fill out, her pudding basin shaped breasts pushing out her shift so it hung loosely in front of her, half obscuring the swell of her young hips. It hung on the upper slope of her bottom though, partly outlining their jutting curves and the deep cleft between them. "Hello Beatrice. Your father tells me you have started to accept our treatments. Is that so?" he asked, making himself comfortable on the chair beside the table..