The scene in Alexis' apartment was quite different this late afternoon though, nothing virgin about it at all.Alexis was buried between Chantal's spre...ad thighs, her face planted in her pussy. She loved nothing more than licking another woman out. Oh, how she loved to eat pussy. Of course she loved reciprocation, but she could never ever get enough of licking other women's pussies. She was a born pussy eater. Chantal couldn't be happier about that as she lay naked on her back on Alexis' couch,. "Yes, please!" Behind me I heard Miss Bascombe groan with delight. Miss Chang lifted her uniform skirt and pulled her tiny thong off and handed it to me. I got a glimpse of her delectable shaved pussy lips as I took the offered garment, stuffing it in my pocket. "Very good, then, and A for you as well, provided you have no objections to Mr. Eddington, here?" "None at all," she replied politely, lifting the back of her skirt over her ass and bending over, hands on her knees. I admired her. Her parent’s room was a littleway down the hall on the opposite side. Luckily, Aditya’s room was on the floorabove, as their flat was split level, and she would hear him coming down thestairs if he got up, so she had no fear of being caught by him. She creptslowly along the corridor, trying not to make a noise.Whenshe reached her parent’s bedroom door, she placed her head next to the door.She could hear some taking, but it was not very clear as the doors in theirflat were quite solid. She. “Yes, Miss?”“May I use the radio phone?”“Yes.”So ... I called Mr. Rychert in Hobsonville.“Mr. Rychert, please.” I asked the receptionist.“Miss Flintkote.”“You remembered me.”“Your name is often spoken in the shop.”“Mike?”“Mike.”“Not happy?”“Nope.” She said. “Hold on.”Pretty quick, Mr. Rychert was bubbling at me. When he finally calmed down, I asked him to see about a crew for the Sailbait.“I’m fairly established here. My sister is sailing the Cat. I’d like a boat for the dull moments. Could you.