Her long blonde hair fell down over her shoulders and the image was breath taking.Teasingly, she lifted the front of her dress to show me white pantie...s that matched her bra. I could clearly see the shape of her smoothly shaven pussy through the translucent, thin material.When we arrived we were both extremely nervous and never knew what to expect but we’d read reviews about the club on the internet and they were all good. The club has strict rules and after chatting with the owners and being. As much as he talked about it and flirted with her, he never thought she would actually want to. "Sandy, I don't want you to feel obligated to do this because we made some stupid bet. We can bet something else on another game."Sandy smiled and shook her head. "A bet's a bet. But I don't want you to get the wrong idea that I'm doing this because I feel obligated. I want to because I think you would be the best person to be my first. I think you would be gentle with me and I know you love me so. She carefully rolled her finger up and down my tongue, covering it with juices from my sweet cunt. "Let the flavor fill your mouth. That's it. Focus on the taste I'm letting you experience and think about what it represents." She withdrew her finger from my lips and put it back against my pussy. I moved my tongue around inside my head. The taste of my bitter arousal turned me on in a humiliating way. I knew that was one of the reasons Mistress liked having me do this. She knew it humiliated me. But what demons is he fighting?Then again, what demons am I fighting? I know Tiffany told me to pursue my crush. But how did she know of my crush? Then again, does it matter?I slipped over to the benches and sat down.What is it about him that fascinates me? It can't be his fame. I've enough of that from sports. I doubt it's his looks. It's not that he is ugly, but he's not all that good looking either. He is smart. I'll give him that. However, the more I think about recent events, the more I.