Her hands were, to my dissapointment, still on my back. Holding me close. But mine, were on an exploration of her body. Slowly gliding over her breast...s which seemed like an average C36 (I used to be pretty good at estimating sizes, as bad as that sounds). My hand started sliding down her flat stomach as she lightly squirmed under me and invaded my mouth with her tongue. The next moment was the highlight of the night. Hitting her hot, damp spot of her tight spandex, she froze and let out a loud. Later after all the guests had departed and I was able to return to my room to take a much needed shower, I inspected the scene of the crime for any indication of new-found womanhood but it all looked drearily quite the same. I had to giggle at my own silly expectations of some visible miracle that would mark me with the "no longer a virgin" stamp of approval. I looked in the full length mirror at my slender and well- shaped teenage body thinking that I was now a full-fledged woman and ready to. An upper middle class house on a cobblestone street. I went inside. She greets me in the living room. It’s very much a European room to my mind, small, dark wood, intimate. ‘Sit,’ she tells me, indicating a chair. ‘I have something for you.’ I do so, wondering. The job is done. I can return to my old life now, away from her. In spite of the close moment we had shared, being around her still pained me. I needed to go. She stood in the middle of the floor and began to remove her clothes. She. She: I’m wet again….Ahhh ahhh….Don’t stop, keep talking dirty.Me: I will slide my hand into your pants and will reach your clit and start pressing it gently , now I will kiss your neck , ear lobes , nose , whole face and kissing downwards towards your breasts and will remove your clothes one by one and then your bra by my teeth and have one nipple in my mouth and press the other one while fingering the pussy with my other hand and now I will take your other nipple into my mouth wetting the.