I was literally intoxicated by the acts of love I was performing on Maureen. I had waited for this moment for so long, I almost broke out in tears of ...joy. Then I began to remember the things I had learned about Sapphic love in college. I slowed down and softly kissed and licked Maureen’s inner thigh as I rubbed her pubis. Then I moved inward to her labial lips licking then while I inserted my tongue directly into her vaginal opening. This only made her whole pussy swell even more from the. Finally, she opened her eyes.Madam and the sheriff were standing over her, looking down at her as she slowly awoke. She was in the chair at the side of the sheriff's desk, and her mind was still muddled by sleep. She smiled up at them wanly, then frowned a little as she tried to hold onto a particularly strange and oddly pleasant dream ... but it flitted away, the way dreams always seem to do. "How ... how did I get here?" she asked them.The sheriff cleared his throat, and in her mind, Penny. The first few were full of older generation couples watching the football on the TV or talking taking up most of the bar stools and tables so we headed for the back street bars, which had more space and had good music playing.We found a table in one in a corner by the dance area and settled to have a drink and chat about the day, I asked Paula about the black guy on the beach today and she admitted that she was very hot having him look at her and seeing his cock getting hard in his shorts.She. My mind raced, as I tried to remember who I knew by the name of Beth Ann Sherlock. “I guess I have a lot of making up to do,” typed in response. “Yes, you do,” she typed back. I was still confused. I took a deep breath and typed out my response. “OK,” I typed, “You’ve got my attention. What do I do to redeem myself?” “Finish what you started,” came the reply. “Only if you let me,” I responded. “Gladly,” she typed in response. Now we were getting somewhere. I had to finish what I had started -.