I’ve sucked a cock or two, but never a cunt.”“It was my first time, too,” Sarah reminded her.“I’d never know that from the way you just su...ked me.”Sarah stood and sat at the end of the couch, pulling her feet up and leaning against the arm rest, spreading her legs, knees bent. Karen turned and stroked her inner thighs, then felt her bubbling cunt just as gently as Sarah had felt hers. When her fingers stroked the straining tip of Sarah’s clit, Sarah gasped and lifted her ass.“Mmmmmm, so hot,”. ”“That is crazy. When is Bethany coming?”“Around April 12th,” I said. “What are we doing for your birthday next week?”“Making love!” she giggled. “What else would I ask for?”“Well yes, but what I meant was, did you want to go to dinner? I’d love to take you to Chez Paul.”“But it’s so expensive!”“How many times do you turn 21?” I grinned.“The same number of times I turn any other age!”“Cute. I’ll make reservations for us tomorrow.”“Could we ride one of those horse-drawn carriages they have. I keep onhaving these flashbacks to when I was boy, and wondering what my lifewould have been like had I not been selected. In one way, I am lucky, Iwould have an easy life. My husband would be rich and I would not haveto work, down the mines, in the factories or fields. I would only havetwo duties, to look after my husband's needs and rear our children.Chapter 2. My thirteenth birthday.My father wished me luck as I headed off to school wearing long trouserswith my school blazer. Today, I would. "I'm sorry sir" I apologised to Adam and climbed to my feet, expecting a telling off, but instead he pulled me in for a passionate kiss. He squeezed me tight, and forced his tongue in to my mouth. His hands lifted my skirt and he began to grope my ass too, before suddenly breaking off. Without a word, we continued the tour, and soon found ourselves at the closet downstairs, which housed a staircase to the basement. I gingerly stepped down, avoiding any more shocks from my heels, and found.