It was the first time she had seen the inner lips swollen like that. She felt her mouth water in anticipation. Then she moaned and moved forward, stic...king out her tongue to touch the blood engorged lips, licking upward.Shelly wanted to grab the head between her legs but she was powerless. Jennifer's tongue slid lightly between her lips until it touched her swollen clit. Shelly bucked her hips, wanting more pressure. Just a little more pressure and she could climax. Then Shelly started to shake. ” The hand on Carly’s wrist stayed. “I’m tired of homework. We have until Wednesday to study for this final. I want to do something else.” Although Carly knew the answer she asked, “Like what?” “Oh, you know, something… different. You in?” Carly bit her lip. She like Miranda, but not in that way. What if things went bad and it ruined their friendship? “I…I don’t know.” Miranda pouted. “I promise, it’ll just be the one time, then we can pretend it never happened.” Her hand traced little designs. She turned around and said “I still have to write down your answers, you know. I must admit that I hadn't expected that watching porn could make you such a good fucker. You were still a virgin weren't you?” “Yes, and I didn't know either.” “By the way, you can remove the condom.” He quickly did so and asked her where to leave it. She walked over to him, kissed him on the forehead, took the condom and said “I'll dispose of it. Or just maybe I'll keep your cum filled condom as a souvenir.” She. He did venture to the house quite often to make sure Cornelia was all right when it was just the two of them on the plantation, but he even avoided direct contact with her. Remi roamed the plantation one night wondering how things had gotten to the condition, they were. Buildings needing painting, broken windows in some of the buildings, door hinges rusting or broken, fences falling down. Why had he not fixed them? Why had Miss Cornelia not said anything? Then he remembered, he had not spoken.