He was a regular member of our group, admired by some, detested for his arrogance by others. He had a reputation as a philanderer. However, in our gro...up, he paid little attention to us women, his wife included. I had rarely exchanged words with him. But now, he walked up to me, put his arm around me, and said, ‘Here you are, Rene. All hot, alone, just waiting. For what, I wonder?’His face was close; too close the way he grinned. His hand had slipped under my arm to cup my breast. I momentarily. I brought her pussy into my mouth and began my second make out session. I sent my tongue straight inside her on a quest to find her g-spot. I stroked her lips and clit in every direction with various speeds. Tess was struggling because she had nothing to hold onto as she received her treatment. She couldn't control herself. I found her sweet spot and showed no mercy. Quick flicks of the tongue and a whirlwind of side to side action with my lips, Tess arched her back, lifted her head with her. ‘Mint chocolate chip ice cream,’ I said, and she almost instantly calmed and stilled, a slight smile upon her face at hearing the name of her favorite flavor of ice cream. ‘Just sit still…’ I instructed her, and Crystal looked up at me a little nervously as my too-pale hands approached her. In retrospect, I suppose that it looked like I was doing a mind meld like what has been shown on Star Trek, but at that moment, I was focused solely on what I was about to do to a good friend. My. I toldher I'd selected lingerie that made me look younger so that maybe it'dmake Jack think of me as a little girl so he wouldn't move so fast on melike if I were wearing the black lingerie, he'd really want to have sexwith me. Hmmm. Maybe she was right. She stood up, walked to her bookshelfand pulled out a pink girl's journal. The kind with a little lock on it."This is for you. It's a journal. Have you ever kept a journal before?"I shook my head, "No." You now have an assignment. You are to.