Lillian knew that herbest girlfriend is the girl from the Inn (her name is Anneliese) but shedoesn't know if they had a deeper relation already, or if...Elizabeth isheterosexual (or lesbian or bi).After 9 months at the inn, Lillian decided to learn to fly (it's a littlebit different from America, but it was easy since she was an expert).She learned in about 10 days both single engine and multi-engine (PPL).She had to wait for her instrument rating (IR) for the some more hours.Well, it was two. She looked hurt, as if I asked her for her life or something. “I will bring it,” she said, and I nodded. As I slowly pulled down my panty and removed it from my feet, she stood like in a trance by lifting them one after the other.I gave my panty to her. She did not move. Her looks were fixed at my pussy. My pussy was small and always tightly shut. There was no hair around my pussy. “Ma’am, ma’am, MA’AM,” I shouted. “Sorry,” she shook out of her trance and smiled. She took the panty and went. She came, no, this was not a normal cum, her screams of joy were something to behold, her breathing was ragged. Her body lifted off the pillow and was rigid as she peaked. She continued to work the toy and changed speeds again, she came over and over.Finally, she pulled the toy out from her pussy with a loud PLOP. Her pussy was gaping widely as she shut it off. Flinging the pillow under her arse to the floor, the toy fell from her grip as she slumped in exhaustion falling asleep.The next. She just smiled at me and left. Once our initial release of passion was out of the way, we simply held each other. I wrapped her up in my arms while she rested her head on my chest. And for the first time in a month, I felt whole.“I really should go and confront Mom,” Clarissa said. She lifted her head to look into my eyes. “Come with me?”“If you want me to. But don’t you think that might antagonise her just a little.”“That’s the point. I need her to know I’m serious and that I’m not taking any.