I knew what she wanted and decided to ease her just a little more. I opened her outer lips with my fingers, slightly exposing her clit. Using my thumb... and forefinger, I moved the sheath down, exposing her clit in its entirety.Softly I blew on it and then as I smelled the muskiness of her arousal I knew it was time.Licking all around the clit and flicking it with my tongue I heard her gasp and moan. I sucked it into my mouth, feeling it grow harder as she became more aroused. The juices were. Above each was an unlit bank of florescents that would provide excellent bright shadowless light. Lazily I rolled the cue ball off the rails. I've shot a little pool in my day and know a good table. These were despite their age. Nicked and scarred from numerous angry cues and left to burn cigarettes, the table's cloth was well brushed and the solid surface still ran true. If anyone besides Carol and the bartender had been there, I'd have looked for a game.Instead, I sat at the bar next to. Still, that was the way things were, and we just had to adapt to it.The day before his 17th birthday I was heading down the hall toward my room when I heard a familiar sound. Rae's door was open and she and a boy were going at it. I stuck my head around the corner; it was Tom, I recognized his butt, and he was giving Rae everything she desired.In the outside worl I would, of course, be shocked and stunned. At the Ranch I made myself comfortable in Rae's guest chair to watch. About 30 seconds. I smile to myself in the mirror and blow myself a little sissy kiss. I dress in the clothing I had laid out on the bed, smoothing out all the wrinkles to look my best. I leave my house for what adventure, I do not know, but I am anxious and eager to go. Using my phone’s GPS I find the house sooner than expected. It is 1:45. I am early, thankfully. I can barely see the house from the road as I stop at the wrought iron gate with a large W scripted in the center. The house looks massive. Could.