She tasted of a sweet musk, so delicious and I hungrily lapped at her, my tongue circling her clit, then vibrating rapidly on it and making her finger... tighten in my hair. I bent slightly and thrust my tongue up into her, licking at her juices, stabbing in and out and she cried out, her legs beginning to tremble slightly so that I cupped her ass and held her steady. I opened my eyes and looked at her and she was looking in the mirror, watching me pleasure her, seeing my tongue sliding in and. That unmistakable sparkle hovered in her eyes, in the quirky lift of one eyebrow, promising mischief, promising experience.As she sank down to her knees before me, I blurted out without thinking: "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life."Some of the class whooped. Some of the class Aww-www'ed. Meredith gave me a heart-melting smile. Arie just looked vaguely sick.At first nothing happened, despite the gentle pressure of hands on my cock. I was scared. She still didn't know. During the second week of these little outings, Cindy began to notice that her ‘mental conditioning’ sessions were changing. Over the months, Cindy had been putting herself into trance by setting and starting the metronome, and then simply allowing herself to sink down and down and down into the familiar state of being that was a wonderful dream-like condition she had rapidly become addicted to. She looked forward to these moments … she desired them with an almost sexual intensity. She never. I almost felt as if I were betraying Daryl rather than the other way around.Once in bed Don mounted me and I accepted him in a way that was almost Ho-hum. I was going through he motions but there was not much feeling and for this I felt sad. But just before he climaxed I thought of Daryl and how he had deflowered my rear end and how I had welcomed it I quickly came to match Don’s climax. This seemed to please Don and I was OK with that. We parted and took time to clean up. Don fell asleep.