For Victoria, her orgasm began before Elaine's had. Francine was taking her to places she had only fantasized about, or read in some cheap paperback. ...hen it came, her whole body stiffened, as if paralyzed, for a few brief seconds, followed by the most intense pleasure that seemed to radiate to every part of her body. When Elaine began to squirt on her face, she was barely aware of it, such was the intensity of her own orgasm. She kept licking and sucking Elaine because that was about all she. I think in those few hours she (I’ll call him ?she? from now on) talked more to me than in the couple months we spent together. Apparently she would dress every Saturday. In the beginning she kept a change of clothes in the bathroom in case anyone came home unexpectedly. Since no one ever did, she stopped doing it. Looking back, I think that maybe subconsciously she wanted to get caught. She was definitely a ?sub? and into, at least to some degree, humiliation. That’s enough of my. Then, quick as a flash, her panties are back in place, and she's leaning against me. She puts her arm behind my back, and kisses up my neck. She licks my ear, and then reaches up to slip her finger into my mouth. I eagerly suck on it, tasting the cream of her pussy. It is thick on her finger and the taste is hard to describe. A mixture of salty, musky, and feminine... pure sex. She reaches back under her skirt and begins whispering in my ear again. She tells me she's stroking her clit just like. I returned her panty in the evening keeping the panty hidden inside my shirt. She was wearing t-shirt and skirt and she ran inside the bathroom and she came out after some time,I was wondering what she might be doing. She came out with a crocked smile and said in my ears that I have become a man without beard and moustache. I was surprised and asked her how come. She said that she tasted the dried up patch on my panty and it tasted nice and she wanted it fresh. I said how she will have it, if.