He wants to push me, to make me face my inhibitions and overcome them.’ Denise moved to her large easy chair to contemplate her concerns. First, sho...ld she accept this challenge, second, if she did take the challenge, which tourist spot should she use, third, should she have a friend go along to take the photographs or again ask a stranger, and fourth, if she asked a friend, who should she ask? A half-hour and a glass of wine later she’d made all her decisions. First, she wanted to accept this. It was too tempting so I bent my head & began kissing her inner thighs. As I was doing this I slid down between her legs & gently sucked the skin on her inner thighs. I reached her pussy and began licking along her slit until I got to her clit. One quick flick of the tongue & her hips bucked upward. Continuing back down her slit, I worked my tongue between her lips & tasted the sweet nectar of her pussy juice. I was in heaven at that moment. I continued to lick up/down her pussy pausing at her. She smiled at me. “She's a fiery whore, isn't she?”“She's an Ifrit,” I said. Like she didn't know that.In'am burst into laughter. “Mmm, you're wild, Sahib. I love that about you. We definitely have to play with your Ifrit again. That was hot.”“It was,” I groaned and pulled from her.We dried off and dressed. Then I told her, “Head back to my dorm room. I'll be there as soon as took care of something.”“More girls for us to play with?” she asked. “I hear a rumor you're doing something with Ursula. It had been somewhat hot inside, anyway- it was southern Texas, after all.Miguel lead the way back to the house, and brought the kids in and introduced them to Ms. Weisenstein. True to form, she went all goo-gaw over the kids and insisted they have some milk and cookies she had just made. She must have been in her 80’s, a Q-tip grandma type. The kids were comfortable, Sharon was more comfortable, and Miguel went back outside to deal with the car.Miguel went out to go get the old.