It only took a few days for Susan's mom to understand that her daughter was going through menarche, and with that, she would become fertile and need "...he talk". Her mom scheduled an appointment with her gynecologist and ordered Susan to accompany her.When Susan fought the idea forcefully, her mom understood the possible reasons and reminded her daughter that she would allow what was said between Susan and the doctor to remain between them only, and that calmed her daughter down.Naturally, the. He leaned over and kissed her. “That’s pretty. Is it new?”“No, not really.”“I must not have seen it before then. It looks very nice. Professional, yet sexy.”Lauren smiled. She was wearing a skirt suit that did indeed look professional yet sexy. It was in a navy-blue pinstripe, with a skirt that was tastefully short, several inches above the knee, and form fitting, with the jacket being fitted with a vee neckline. She wore dark stockings and three-inch heels with it.“Take your coat off and stay. As she had made me do Carol pressed her nose into me, the bridge of her nose rubbed my engorged clit and the gurgle became a deep throated groan of delight, I got a double handful of hair and tried to yank her deeper, anatomically impossible but it did increase the pressure on my clit into it felt so good it was near pain. I felt her breath in several times, sucking in my pheromones, when she came up for air there was such a wild look in her eyes I was struck with fear. She roughly yanked my. After sometime I got courage and place my hand on her thigh over her nighty. There was no reaction from her. Then I moved my hand over her thigh and I reached her pussy. I hold my hand there sometimes and then squeezed there. Suddenly she resist. Then she went from there and change her dress to only petticoat for bath. She went to bathroom. She came out 10 mins later with only a wet petticoat. She then wore panty in front of me. Then I couldn’t wait anymore and went close to her. Then I started.