“You're so good,” I groaned. “Pater's cock, that's amazing. Mmm, you have me on fire.”Sophia's eyes twinkled and she licked harder. Her finger...s stroked my labia as she concentrated on my clit, attacking it with her tongue stud. The acolyte was a master at cunnilingus. She played my pussy the way a master minstrel played the lyre. Sweet moans, Sophia's music, escaped my lips, echoing through the dark woods.“Yes, yes,” I gasped, my hips bucking into her mouth. “Oh, Sophia, I'm going to. As soon as he was housed, we began another charming course, in which aunt, as usual, spent frequently before our less lecherous natures were ready to join in one general and exquisite discharge. We went off in furies of delighted lust, and then sank exhausted in the delicious after-sensation. We long lay in the sweet inanition and luxury of satiated lust. At last we disconnected ourselves, rose, and laved each other with cold water, more as a restorative than as a purification. Aunt and I had. ----"That was Brenda," Sherri chimed in, "I think she had a bit of a crush,she kept talking about how pretty you were, more than anyone else. Whenwe graduated she surprised everyone by bringing a girl to the prom." Iknew there was more to the story but that was Sherri's story, not mineto tell.By that time Amy was just staring at me. I tried to breakdown herexpression; shock, certainly but more than that, maybe a littlesympathy, and there were other aspects that weren't so clear cut. Atleast. But his grip was vice-like, an impenetrable steel cage. ‘Let me go, you vile wretch!’ she yelled as she squirmed and tried to escape. ‘Damn it, Catherine! It’s me, Jay! Your Jay!’ he yelled back but it was of no use. There was not even a flicker of recognition. ‘Ah, fuck it!’ he muttered. He kissed her deeply, full on the lips. She melted into his arms. With a gasp as his lips contacted hers, she moaned and just slumped into his arms, pulling him close. It felt right. He felt like home. It.