Marisa twisted her body so she could run her right hand up and down Brooke’s leg as she spoke. ‘I mean a complete Brazilian wax job Brooke.’Broo...e smiled and pulled up the hem of her dress to flash the lush triangle of hair between her legs and said. ‘You want me to get rid of this beautiful bush I’ve been growing all my life?’ ‘Yes the next time I eat your pussy, I want a Chiquita smoothie,’ Marisa said. Brooke laughed at the comment and said ‘The next time? You’ve never eaten my pussy. Someone will be along shortly to take care of him." But mommy I want to watch!" Not this time baby. This is your sisters game let her enjoy it." Okay mommy, but next time he's mine right?" Yes baby."Had I heard right? The mother said it was his sisters game. What game? And did I know a woman that had a younger brother?Sometime passed and I still didn't know what was going on. I was begining to panic. I didn't know the time and the tide was coming in, I thought. Was I high enough to avoid. They ended sooner than I'd hoped, in ways that were easy to predict, and also in ways that no one could have foreseen.***So, sooner than I hoped, I found myself kneeling before her after midnight on the coldest night of the year. She was clearly already furious at having to deal with me after an evening of .... what? I had no idea. And now I faced the awful consequences of having chosen to submit to a woman whom I knew to be cruel and unforgiving.I knelt there, feeling her warm hand on my face.. But, I’d really like to know how a tongue feels on my pussy. Would you really kiss me down there? I’ve imagined it so many times. I’d love to do it for real. How could we ever get time away from our spouses without them suspecting? I’ve got that all figured out. I’ll set up a phony email address and have it send us both a request to substitute usher at the theatre. Then we meet at the theatre and go to a motel . That should give us three hours. Four, if claim an usher get together after the.