”“Next time I’ll try and dress up then,” Paula giggled.John smiled, “Oh really,” he said cheekily, “so Tom is in for a treat, I’ll hav... to get him over for a drink.”Paula looked into John’s eyes, seeing the mischief sparkle in them and getting a little excited at the innuendo.“Well you’ll need to give me a heads up so I can get properly dressed," she smiled and with that the conversation moved on.It was another week before Paula got a text from John saying that Tom was available and wanted to. My whole body stiffened and I sucked in a big gulp of air. I lifted my skirt right up so he could gain access to my very sensitive pussy. Paddy lapped my pussy giving me loads of mini orgasms. I didn’t what to cum too soon. I tucked the bottom of my skirt in the waist band and slide forward resting my back against the worktop. I lifted my legs up and grabbed the backs behind my knees. My pussy was wide open so Paddy could get his tongue in as far as he liked. His tongue was going in my pussy. Alicia began to piston in and out of the girls tight pussy, feeling the constricting effect of her vaginal muscles, as they contracted about the rubber invader. A small protrusion on the base of the cock, constantly rubbed against her clit, as she drove in and out, stimulating it, deliciously. It gave her a tremendous feeling of power over the girl. ‘This must be how the man feels, when he’s fucking me?’ she decided, as she felt the old familiar feeling growing, in the base of her belly. She. Her mother's stony resistance to her queries made it clear that the subject wouldn't be discussed.But last night Mrs. Markham summoned Gwen after supper. "Gwen, you have come of age," she whispered while a soft light illuminated the room. "It is time for you to know the true nature of relations between men and women." It is traditional in our family that girls your age attend Gracely House. It is a special finishing school for young boys and girls; they will train you well to be a special type.