Oh, and you will not come yourself. You will have to wait for me for that pleasure.” My mouth dropped open, and Tessa said “come along David, my b...edroom please” and she gave me a smack on my bottom before grabbing my arm, waiting for me to get myself up, which I did, and then let her lead me up the stairs to her bedroom. Once there she slipped her vest top over her head and unclipped her bra, putting both on a chair, quickly followed by her skirt and knickers. “Quickly David, I don’t want to. I sank to my knees like a stranger outside of myself, watching with horror as I slowly extended my tongue below her knee. With just the tip, I tasted the salty taste of my own spunk, lapping up what I hoped would be enough.“That’s it. Like up every drop. You made this dirty mess, and you’re going to eat it up.”I don’t know when I started to cry. But while I blubbered nearly noiselessly, she pointed to the white streaks that clung to her shins and feet, directing me as I dropped lower to slurp. I was definitely in charge of those encounters, although I never had thought of "topping" one of the boys in the method Julie was describing. Still I knew I got a sexual thrill out of setting the terms of our rendezvoused so what she was saying struck a deep chord with me.When she began to describe the submissive side of the equation I was struck with how a woman could allow herself to be treated as an object for the gratification of her partner. At this point Megan bent Jackie over the table. You're still a little young, but it can't hurt to practice." After breakfast, Joan opened up a "how-to" book showing several painted ladies' faces, and the two spent the morning applying lipstick, eyeliner, mascara, and blush. Then June broke out the cold cream, so they'd be able to eat lunch without looking like young prostitutes.That afternoon, the family bought Christmas presents. June bought everything she remembered John giving his relatives when he was 12, even the special pendant he'd.