I repeat this until my trimmed pubic hair is glistening with the wet oil. My finger travels ever so slightly further down with each application of the... oil. My feet are now set about a foot apart and my knees are raised a little. I can see my finger as it now dips between my legs. It travels down further, sliding wetly around my vagina. I allow myself only around the outer lips at first. Now the whole area is slippery with the oil. I know that my sex bud is swollen and standing clear of the. Slowly Susans’ fingers brushed between her legs and she sank back down into the chair. One leg flung carelessly over the arm. The fingers of her left hand caressed her mound while her right hand began to tease her nipples. Dalia felt the growing wetness between her thighs. Dalia approached, slowly, hesitating, terrified of the passion filling her. Slowly she dropped to her knees. Her hands resting on Susans’ knees. Gently she parted them, kissing each on the soft inner skin. Susan slid slowly. After a lot of hesitation, she agreed and took the room with me. It was already 930 by the time we checked in. We ordered some food and quickly ate. It was an awkward moment where she was trying to hide her curves over her white tee and jeans and eat. We were completely drenched. The tee was sticking on her. Her cleavage was clearly visible and I could see her bra lines. After sometime she started shivering and even I started feeling cold.Av: its really getting cold now. I am feeling. I thought a neutral venue might be best, so suggested a pub called ‘The Black Buck’ about halfway between us. Another quick agreement and then a time and a recognition signal were arranged in case we’d both changed too much. —– On the way over I thought about the fun times we had had together. Not just me and Jess, but our whole clique. We must have been the worst set of prefects the school had ever had, breaking more rules than the rest of the school put together. As I got closer to the ‘Buck’.