It had lasted only about three months, until she met her husband, but all the same it had opened her eyes to a new way of loving. Her lover had fulfil...led certain needs in Louise that she had previously been unaware of. Once she met her future husband, the other girl became jealous, and they grew apart, eventually breaking up. But Louise had never forgotten what it felt like to be held and loved by another woman. Now some of those same feelings were resurfacing in her. She felt her pussy begin. He reached up and his fingers slowly pushed her lingerie to one side. Slowly the brown curls of her bush came into view, followed by pink, swollen pussy lips. They were pressed together, quivering. He kissed her naked slit, and she gasped. His tongue snaked out and he slowly licked from the bottom of her pussy up to the top, tasting her. "Ohhhhh..." she sighed, feet sliding further up the bed. He slid his tongue into her treasure, deeper and deeper, until his nose was buried in her pubic hair. Eventually I figured that this was possibly a unique opportunity, and I should just try for it and see what happened. So I scheduled a session with her alone, and a few weeks later I was kneeling in front of her. “I enjoyed being your toilet,” I said, but I was too cowardly to make clear my full meaning, and I thought she might assume I just meant drinking her piss. Instead, she instantly understood exactly what I meant. “I see. I’m not prepared to do that today as I wasn’t expecting it, and. It would be so easy to try. It could be fun, she thought. She was bored anyway, and it wasn't like Steven was going to interrupt her. It would be just like when she was a kid and she used to pretend she had magic powers. Except now she got to pretend she had magic sexy powers. Why not? Didn't she deserve to have some fun? Rebecca went back and forth like this for a few minutes, even tried to go back to her book, but finally couldn't shake the idea. She jumped out of bed, threw her t-shirt over.