”“I guess I’m nervous more than embarrassed. Thank you for what you’ve said. I can’t believe I’m standing in front of you naked.” I t...ld her to sit down and she did with her knees pressed together. “Maria, when you are sitting, I want your legs to always be open. You can occasionally cross your legs if you wish, but I want your legs to mostly be open. You have a lovely pussy and there is no reason to hide it from the world. And like I told you for the bus, at any time that you see. He knew that just like Mary, he had not known he knew so many swearwords.Mary was allowed to look after her baby in what was termed the nurseryfor the first two days but then was told that it was time to get back tothe kitchen and Mrs Smart. The following three days she was called uponby Sister Clair when it was necessary for her child to be fed. But assoon as she had fed and settled the baby she was ushered back to thekitchen. This was making Mary angry and she knew she needed to get. Because of the crush of dancing bodies there was no way of opening a gap between us and so I was stuck against her as she basically humped me standing up on the dance floor, something that although unwelcome was having an effect upon me sexually. The music changed to something slower and she put her arms around my neck, opened her eyes and smiled at me and then said breathlessly, ‘Did you enjoy that? I did’ and then she threw her head back and laughed, dropping both her arms and then gripping. At the same time, I moved the knuckle of my index finger up and down her slippery slope. Taking her sensitive knob between my lips, I sucked on it while I flicked my tongue over the top. I switched my stroking action from my knuckle to the cushions of two fingers running up and down her cunt. I became aware of her free flowing pussy juices. Part of our individuality as women was the taste of our nectar, each one tastes differently. I’ve already lost count of the number of pussies I sampled.