The décolletage of my top plunged to the waist but most significantly the whole dress was virtually transparent. With certain light behind me, it wa...s possible to see clearly exactly what I had on underneath. Fay had come almost as revealing. Her dress was short - above mid thigh and I knew she was wearing her totally diaphanous g-string and peek-a-boo bra. Poor Pete wondered what had hit him from the moment he walked in. Fay introduced him proudly and so she should have as he was a fine. Maine pooch ki mama kahan hain to usne bataya ki wo bahar gaye hai bachchon ke sath usne mujhe bahut daanta ki main hotel me kyun ruka hoon usne mujhse poccha ki main shaadi kab kr ra hoon to maine bola ki abhi 2-3 year baad To usne bola kyun maine kaha ki thode paise ho jaye tab karunga tab usne bola ki ye sab hota rahega shaadi kr lo paise to biwi bhi kama legi to maine poocha kaise to usne mazaak me bola ki night shift me maine poocha kya matlab to usne smile di aur boli ki kuch nhi fir. The smell of it was hypnotic to me. I loved the smell of her vag, then I started moving my toung up and down her lips. I must have been doing it right because she started grinding on my face. I ran my toung up and down wanting to taste everything. i couldnt stop licking her pussy . I found her clit with my toung and just started to tease it and lick it . She was so wet from me eating her out . I remembered earlier how I had my hand on her head so I did the same. I put her hand on my head and. She no longer had a sexual preference, if she ever had, a preference was a choice, and her only choice was towards perfect pleasure and perfect slavery. Doing what she was told caused pleasure. If that involved sex with a woman, it caused her pleasure. If that involved sex with a man, it caused her pleasure. This time, it was a man. She had no doubt that there were triggers that made her seduce a woman, but it felt good not to think about her triggers until they were activated. It meant she was.