He grabbed her thighs as his tongue plunged deep inside her. His hands encircled over half the circumference of her small thighs, and she could feel t...eir strength as he squeezed. She shivered as his tongue first crossed over her button. She’d certainly never felt that before. She decided she liked it. He flicked at it with his tongue at first, while his fingers went to work on her vagina. Then she felt his tongue flatten on her button as he took great licks. She moaned and kneaded her own. Mum had prepared a starter with smoked mackerel pate and very thin slices of toast, she called it Melba Toast and was proud of the way she managed to cut very thin accurate slices. She had tried to teach me, but I never quite got the hang of it. Anyway, it was delicious and gave Mum an extra few minutes to check everything was just right.Dad carved the turkey, and Mum then added the bacon rolls, stuffing and chipolata sausages to the plates before putting them in front of our grandparents. Jen. I stood and he moved in front of me, and told me to hitch my dress up high. He pressed the tip of his cock against my pussy and slid it in, and I watched his face to see his look when he was inside me (which I always find to be a turn on). He didn't last long - about 15 thrusts - and then he groaned as he came inside me. He went soft quickly and his cock fell out of me."Is that it," I asked. "I needed that. Let's go to my house, it's more comfortable." When I'd parked up at his, I held out the. I turned and gave Sharon a big smile. "Nothing's the matter!" I said. "I'm crying because I'm so happy!" Of course you are!" Sharon hugged me and wiped the tears from my face. "Now let's get back inside and fix your face. The night's not over yet!"***Looking back, I think that was the turning point; when I accepted the fact that I was a woman. After that night, things got easier for me to deal with. My periods; for example. I didn't cramp as bad and I wasn't as bloated as I was before. My mood.