"It's too cold to go swimming. we don't need you to get sick your first day here."Patty said from across the room. I told Becky Grandma was right. The...water is too cold right now. Becky pouted, and then I suggested that we could go see if any wild berries are in bloom. Patty was about to open her mouth when I put my finger up to my lips. I knew wild berries weren't ripe yet, but I just wanted to get Becky's mind off the lake. When I whispered that to Patty, she understood. "Are you coming too. I opened my mouth and started sucking. After a few moments, he pulled away. ‘Talk to me. Tell me how much you like sucking me off.’ ‘I… I like it.’ ‘No. Tell me how good it is, how I taste. Remember, your clients will want every filthy word you can come up with.’ I had to think for a second. ‘I love how your cock tastes. I love the way it feels in my mouth.’ ‘Good. Better. Now, tell me exactly what you’ll do to me.’ ‘I’ll start by running my tongue around it…’ ‘Around what?’ he prompted.. We rested, legs wound together, and when she got her breath, she sighed, "Enough, enough for now."I kissed her forehead sweetly, rolled out and buttoned up."I've got some chores that need doing?" she said, up on one elbow, smiling at me as she tucked one large boobie back into her bodice."Like the ones we just did?" I asked."No," she giggled, "harder work. Look up. You can see through the roof."So I found the ladder and did some patching and reshingling for her and then split a bit of fire. His office was messy, with papers and books covering every surface. The books varied in topic but most seemed to be focused on biology and psychology, which was not surprising. What was surprising was the fact that nearly all of them dealt with some form of sexuality - from arousal and attraction to the physical effects of orgasms.Carla pretended not to notice and tried to remain confident and mature, but she was a little bit uncomfortable. Dr. Fabor shut the door and sat down behind his desk..