I had to taste my first pussy, I needed to see inside that narrow slit of hers. I gave her slit a quick kiss, then with my fingers I eased the slit op...n, she did have lips in there, they were hidden until you opened her. I feasted my eyes, then, “Ange!”My tongue darted out and I sunk it down in between the lips. “Yes, oh yes, fuck that’s good, Ange.”I licked at her hole, and as I pulled it wide her legs lifted to rest on my shoulders, now I could see deep inside, every detail, where her pee. " She gestured vaguely at the chairs, in which three other people were already waiting for somebody.I sat, feeling a little uneasy. I hadn't quite thought this through as much as I'd considered I had. I'd been expecting to have to go through a screening process, but not quite this extensive with names being passed up a whole ladder of minions. Weren't politicians supposed to be accessible? Evidently that applied only at lower levels or in campaigns. And would Golden even recognize my name? Or. Her long brown hair and flashing brown eyes, ready grin and playful attitude -- not to mention practically inexhaustible energy and daring that matched mine -- made her as good as "one of the guys" in all kinds of adventures. At about 5'2" she was maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet; there wasn't an ounce of additional flesh on her petite but muscular frame -- except, as we grew (and I noticed!) for those two slowly emerging mounds on her chest. They weren't much more than the size of halved. I know then that I made the right choice with him, he will be happy here after. Knowing he was here to please me, my pleasure would become his. It will just take a little while to get there. But I like the journey just as much as the end results. Most of them don't realise the pleasure that can be dealt through pain, so closed minded men nowadays they think it’s all about the climax. Their pleasure is all that matters they don't care about the woman. They look at me and I know they think I'm.