As he went down on her eagerly and began to run his tongue from just below the base of the opening of her vagina to round her clitoris and back, Jeani...e shuddered with pleasure. ‘Jesus, Jon, that’s good. Oh, God, lovely. The noise of pleasure escaped from him again. ‘Don’t talk with your mouth full, she said.’ An old joke, she knew, but she wasn’t in a state to care much, really. Waves of pleasure seemed to coming up from her toes and, while centring on her clitoris (which Jon was stimulating. I should describe her a little. She stood about five foot six or seven. Her breasts were a full 34D, I knew from her bras. She was always in wonderful shape, so her ass was nice and tight. Her black hair hung just below her ear lobes. She was not a beauty queen by any stretch; however, I will always remember her as my beauty. If you could just remember her by her face, she was not anyone who would stand out in a crowd. But I would always lose myself in her blue eyes. Rebeka must have known how. I was not ready for this. I felt a bit weird. Before even I could protest she had both her legs on my shoulders. She pulled me with her sheer strength and bought my face close to her pussy. The pussy seemed to be enticing me and calling me towards it even though it had been fucked mercilessly last night.I felt her hands at the back of my head and pull me close to her cunt. She said, “Do it, lover, you wont regret it.” I did not have any cause to question or any more concern. I just dived right. So much had changed since Lauren arrived. 'L' day, as she had written in her diary. She hadn't really liked her that day. In fact, she had considered running away. All the pleading, cross words and tantrums that she had used to convince her parents that they didn't need another au pair had been for nothing. She had even planned some retribution for Lauren, events to embarrass her, make her wish she had stayed at home. But now, she adored her. Lauren had told her things and shared her.