“Whoa,” she said before she progressed any further, “your clit is huge! You must have loved those pictures!” I nodded in stunned agreement and... moments later I felt a warm, wet tongue drag across my pussy. I gasped loudly and moaned in pleasure. It stopped, and Manju giggled. Before I knew what hit me, Manju had thrust her tongue right into me, and once again and she was softly fingering my asshole with her finger. Her sucking and lapping was unbearable. I ran my hands through her hair and held. I like myself the why I am and no one is going to change that. I have a couple of really close friends that I usually hang out with every weekend and at school, but other than that, I’m sort of a loner. In my opinion, I’m not a bad looking guy. I’m about 6’1 and 170 lbs. I stay in fairly good shape mostly because I’m a swimmer. I have black hair that’s usually cut short, but most of the time my bangs are in my eyes. But the thing that gets many approvals would be my eyes. I have these piercing. It had taken months of training to get him to do that so perfectly. My back arched and I felt thick, strong fingers digging into the flesh of my hips, holding me in place as his tongue worked its magic. He was intent on making me come since he knew that I wouldn’t even touch his cock until I had at least one orgasm in the bank. My orgasm fired in a sweet peak of ecstasy quickly followed by a rush of involuntary convulsions. It was good, as it always was when Peter licked me but the intensity. I smiled; muttered 'Gracias,Se?ora'; and even bobbed a sort of half-curtsey. Joyce seemedespecially happy with that.So far I hadn't had much to do with the master of the house but atabout half-past one, while I was hand washing the china and glasswarethat Joyce didn't want to risk in the dishwasher, Peter came by andtried to engage me in conversation.Lucy had told me that his Spanish was pretty much limited to "Unacerveza, por favor," but he had clearly spent a little time with.