January of this year we split up and she moved out leaving me with this place. boarders/flatmates have come and gone and life went by just as i expect...d it to do. i had often thought about her but as in a "wonder what she was doing" context.today at 1.50pm, i had a knock on the door and who should be standing there but %%%%% (name protected). i was totally shocked but pleasantly happy as she was wearing this very low cut top just covering her nipples, tight jeans and smelling like a rose. " I let my breath out in relief. "Really? You expected me to bewearing panties?" Well, I wasn't sure," she leaned back against the headboard. "I mean wehaven't talked about that yet and I have to admit the mystery has been alittle exciting. So, would you be honest with me? Do you wear pantiesvery often?" I'll always be honest with you," I assured her. "You saw me for thefirst time in a dress with full make-up, a friend starts spouting aboutmy sexy panties, I don't think I need hide anything. She nodded. Xan wasn't much bigger than she'd been as a baby at twenty-seven inches and twenty-four pounds, though she was fully mobile now, including handling the stairs. It took her a while to crawl up them. They must seem like mountains and she preferred to be carried up. Coming down, though, she would sit on the step and bump down one at a time.What was slightly more concerning was that she didn't talk. We knew she had vocal cords because she could screech, giggle, and cry with the best of. "Now pussy, I want you to do your best in pleasing my guest, or you know the consequences. Now get started."Heather's tongue slipped through the ring gag as her mouth pressed against the woman's sex and she began lapping between the lips of her pussy. The woman moaned and struggled and as Heather went to work on her, she realized the woman was also bound and gaged. Wanting desperately to please her Mistress, Heather worked her tongue slowly, teasingly into the unknown woman's pussy. As she did.