She opened the second eye, and found herself staring at the sprawled form of her concubine Vickie. The British veterinarian was as naked as Samantha w...s – of course, Samantha realized: she'd ordered her concubine to undress and had yet to countermand that order. The dark-haired woman was fast asleep, and had obviously gotten some action as well: tell-tale fluid oozed from her gaping vagina.As she replayed last night's scene in her mind, she realized in frustration that she had still to learn. I started to stroke her prepubescent pussy, moving my finger from the bottom to top. With each movement, she shivered. I pushed harder each time, forcing my way deeper and deeper into her virgin cunt. Her pussy was too tight to get my finger in it though. What it needed, I thought, was to be wetter. I stopped sucking on her tits and moved my mouth down. I started to lick her vaginal mound, up and down, causing her to moan. I once again pressed, but this time, the moisture of my tongue allowed. The last one, though, had been really doomed, and while desperately trying to extricate the company, Anne had seriously offended the clients, a lady and her daughter. Roger, Anne's husband, was obliged to offer them some form of compensation in return for their future cooperation. Diana and Edith decided to exact their revenge by demanding that Anne submit to an exemplary sexual humiliation. Outraged, Lady Anne had initially refused to submit but in the end she had no choice. There. We knew that Dawn would be over after she got off work at a doctor's office in town, a little past five. Money was left to order a pizza and Mom would be back later Saturday afternoon.I rushed out of school after practice not even stopping to shower. As I ran in the door, there was Dawn standing there talking with Bert. It had been three years since I had first seen her and she was beautiful. Not pretty, beautiful."Hi, Greg, oh, you look all sweaty, I'm gonna order pizza and why don't you go.