Helen, who wasn'twearing heels, was a few inches taller than me and Derek was at least afoot above her. The realisation made me feel slight and petite..., which wasa familiar feeling. I used to love the way my mother and I looked in themirror together. We are both the same height and have the same slim look,although I always envied her breasts and pert bum. I don't know why mymother was occupying my thoughts so much but the image of her filled mymind every time the hormones rushed through my body.. "Mummy, look at the time" I said. She smiled at me and gentlytold me to relax and reminded me she'd already said there were no classestoday and that she'd be back in ten minutes with my usual morning douche.I lifted my nightie up as I sat down on the toilet seat, suddenlyrecalling last night and that in time, I wouldn't have the deformity Ihad between my legs that I had at the moment, and went through theroutine of wiping myself afterwards so mindlessly, I simply didn't giveit a. I reached over and lightly touched Monique’s breast through her silky blouse, and her nipple immediately came to attention. She stroked my neck and slowly lowered her hands to my large breasts making circles around my fully aroused nipples. She reached over to kiss me with those luscious full lips and we started teasing each other with our tongues. Monique’s mouth covered mine and her tongue plunged deeply into my mouth. I never thought I could be so turned on by another woman’s kiss and. She likes it. Well, I might as well play the role fully and I grab her hair. I hear a muffled ‘Oh yes,’ slip from her mouth which encourages me to hold her throat too. She has fully surrendered to me. To me! God I love her. I have just got to kiss her.She is amazing. She’s always been amazing, but especially right now. Right here with me this afternoon. And God do I need to cum. I flip her over on to her stomach and she presents her fantastic arse to me. I see that tattoo and lick her from.