I'd never worn western clothingbefore and wasn't sure if it was my style. Besides, the clothing on herbed didn't look all that western to me.Gesturin... toward the bed I asked, "Is that my outfit?" Yes!" she exclaimed. "Don't you love it?!"I was having difficulty matching her enthusiasm. "So y, you want me towe, wear lingerie to the party?" Just under your clothes silly!" she explained. "And just for me. Ilike thinking of you like that. It will have me wanting you all night,so we can fuck. Not only did this woman think I was a magical being, but she seemed to be interested in me semi-romantically as well. To me, a shy retiring little high school senior that had only been on a few dates, the implications made my head want to explode.Shaniqua told us more about herself, much of it interesting. My fascination was piqued by my attraction to her, I'm sure, but her personal history wasn't as Earth shattering as the other news of the night. But we did revisit those topics as we wound. Make warm, inside." Her words were slowing down, becoming more hesitant. She was becomingless coherent, struggling to put her thought in words. Helen leanedforward attentively. "You're doing good, Ellie. Keep going. Tell me more." "I do... he make me do..." "Who is he? what did he make you do?" "He's here." The light gutted from the window, leaving the weakflourescence of the bulb to illuminate the room. Helen's eyebrows knitted in mild frustration. "Is he you? What did he. As his tongue slid down to my pussy and then back to my ass, alternating, I realized I was liking this. But what I was really craving was something inside my pussy. I bucked my hips into his face and he took my cue, sliding a finger inside my pussy. I was loving this, Brad's fingers inside my pussy and on my clit with his tongue licking my ass. I was grinding my hips into his face and he was going wild, grunting and counteracting my motions. Finally he got on his knees behind me, his dick hard.