Our first orgasm always came this way. Then we'd rest for a minute. Perspiration lubricated our chests as our breasts pressed close. She'd trace my li...s with her tongue, licking down my neck and into my ears. I felt her enjoying ever line and taste of my body. She even licked under my arms, which felt weird at first. But, it was like a communion, taking me in in every way her senses would allow. A few weeks into our thing, we were in a 69 and I felt her tongue exploring my butthole. It felt. Am fuckin mumbling in front of this art piece, an art piece with lips so shiny, so luscious, I kissed her mouth like I did many times before, a kiss so wet, our mouths were lost, only tongues fighting for dominance…. Breaking that kiss was one of the hardest things I had ever done, and the hardest thing I have ever done was breaking similar kisses from her in the past. I grabbed her bare shoulder, laying her softly on her back at the foot of the bed, then lifted both her legs upwards and rested. " Well, I can agree that she's quite highly sexed," I said thinking back to my recent encounter with her and Sukie.The Doc, gave an embarrassed, "Hmmph. Well she's staying in the treatment centre tonight. I want her to have at least four days on this part of the programme before taking the risk of exposing her to any other outside stimuli. Then she'll go into her own normalised suite and start working with the thong." That's OK, Doc," I said, "I'm as keen as you are for this to succeed. I don't. She made a habit of coming into Algebra LG day and sitting beside me, and as we were studying French under the same teacher, we took up seats next to one another.It was all so innocent.Finally, after Christmas / New Year's holiday hullabaloo was done, and January was nearing its end, Sally approached me one day, and turned my world upside down."Juh, Jeff?" she stammered, blushing.I grinned. "Miss Sally! How are you?" I replied.Her blush became crimson. "Uh," she choked, "would you ... mmm ....