Be prepared to feel full”.She looked back at me with some apprehension.I crawled onto the bed, with my face near her pussy. Her lips were surrounded...by a fine covering of pubic hair.“This will be a new experience for me ... but next time I want it completely bare ... Understand?” I told her.I repeated myself when she didn’t responded. Finally she nodded her head. I moved my face closer, close enough to the gap between her pussy lips ... she was already wet ... very wet.“You little whore ... you. She was georgeous- around 28ish at that time( this story is around 6 years old). She was extremely attractive with the right cute and glaeming face, a great neck line and she used to dress for the occassion be it office, friday casuals or party ware. I was single at that time and as I came to know later she was engaged when i met her up. Post the interview I had a chance to chat with her for sometime on further confirmations on my expectations and so on. During this time I could not lift my. Waiting there next to her my face was burning red, she smiled and gave a quick wink, which eased my nerves because I think it meant "Its ok, don't worry about it" then I dashed back upstairs.Halloween came around my dad was stuck working nights, so my step-mum decided to attend their friend's costume party by herself, I was stuck at home handing out the sweets because I had assessments to sit the next day. So while I was in the living room, my step-mum was getting into her costume. A few. Unless I were to sneak in after midnight I would have to find some male clothes. Mine were still at Karen’s, and she would be in school. I could try to call her. ‘Tilly?’ Leila said. ‘Huh? Sorry, I zoned out,’ I told her. ‘God you’re so dopey! I was just telling Chris how you’re my plus one to our auntie’s wedding, and was wondering if you wanted to sleep over after?’ I literally could’ve killed her for the excitement in her face. I did want to see Chris again, but Leila was deathly against.