Then she realized that Heather was joking. She laughed along with Heather. The two girls embraced. It looked as though they already on their way to be...ng friends.I led the way to the car. Heather and Stacie followed chattering away. I couldn't help but be amused by the physical difference in the two. Both girls were beautiful but in very different ways. Stacie was petite and curvy, while Heather was tall and slim. Stacie was a golden blonde, and Heather was a brunette. Heather had an almost. I walked to the relaxing room, where people could chat, read, have a drink. relaxing there I thought mm nice place but more action please.Then I noticed more and more guys were going in one particular door.I watched a few guys in the room they all got up and went in the door.The a man sat next to me, it was my friend from before.Have you been here before he asked?No my fiorst time, but I added I have been to other places.'You need to follow me' he says.So, not to be rude I do. and we walk into. I started licking her out in earnest going as low as her butt hole, rimming it with my wet tongue and all the way up to her clit. Rashmi was enjoying this attention and started moving her hips off the bed along with the movement of my tongue. After ensuring that she was really into it I moved up and clamped my lips around her clit – which was a lil big conveniently – and made a suckling motion on it with my lips and tongue. The sensation was too much for her to take and it took her over the. As astute as her mother had been, she must have guessed something was amiss as she immediately invited me over; this was unusual, as she rarely spent any time alone. If she wasn't with one of her many male admirers; her impending wedding had reduced but not eliminated them all, although now her fiancé Luke was now at their centre; then she was putting the world to right with her friends over a glass or two of wine.A chilled glass of Chablis was handed to me as I walked into her small, but.