We had to an individual session first before we went together.I liked the counselor, a woman close to fifty who had been practicing for twenty-four ye...rs. I asked her once if over the years she’d heard it all. She grinned. “Not in the least. Every time I get complacent one of my clients throws me for a loop. You never know what’s going to come out of a client’s mouth.”We did the individual sessions and Dr. Jones shared a few observations before we could speak. I was a little surprised at her. Her eyes grew wider, she looked hungry. I knew what she wanted. I got on the bed and forced her down on her back. I started to kiss her neck, then her breasts, slowly moving downward. when I got to her hips, I started to kiss and lick her thighs. I felt her quiver and shake under my touch, I teased her by kissing everywhere on her hips, then I dug my tongue deep inside her. I heard her gasp and close her thighs tight around my head. I tasted her, savored every second of it. her hands reached. I could feel my nipples harden, I was nude under my shirt and knew jack could feel the lack of straps indicating I was without a brassiere.'Fancy a dogging session Mariel'?My heart skipped a beat, I knew exactly what 'Dogging' was, and yes I felt like a session, especially singe Jack was now tugging at my bare nipple, his rough skin imparting a tingling I ached for.Daddy snored and Jack cupped my naked breast out of sight from the others, but I was too far gone to stop him.'Mariel does not know. . six ... seven ... Ouch!”“More fingers, less palm. Let’s try that again.”“Ow, nine.”“Can’t be nine. We didn’t have eight.”“You’re really getting into this! Eight ... nine ... ouch! Ten!”“Now, is my schoolgirl in pigtails sorry that she was saucy?”“Yes! I’m very sorry, sir. Now, may I stand up?”“No! Now, you get your licking for dressing indecently. And, speaking of indecent, your costume isn’t your only indecency. Your little, underage, pre-adolescent, cunny is literally dripping.”“Ooh. Do.