Denise kept circling my palm, sending unmistakably explicit messages and signals. ‘You like that, don’t you?’Just like a man would, Denise then ...put one arm around my waist while she bent and brushed my neck with a series of little, very wet kisses. ‘I can stop if you want me to ... No? Good.’‘Let’s start by getting rid of your shoes,’ Denise said kicking them off.‘Close your eyes. Let me excite you and take you to new places. I could tell just by looking at you today, that you were ready for. ‘Take me to the heavens my sweet darling’.My bull lowered his head and licked the honey from my thighs then touched my sex and a thousand darts from the bow of Eros pierced my body sending waves of euphoria that shook my entire being. My bulls tongue pressed hard against my lips and pushed its way between and into me and then across the exposed nub at the top of my sex. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I rode the waves of ecstasy that I never thought I could survive and my cries became screams as. Seeing the heat in your eyes and feeling the heat rising in my cheeks, you leaned down and kissed me. Softly at first, so sweet, so gently. Then more passionately, our lips parting and your tongue invading my mouth. You tasted like strawberries and wine and you, such a heady combination. Becoming needier, I raised up on my knees and got closer to you, my hands wrapping around your neck, your hands coming to land on my hips, helping steady me as I enthusiastically kissed you back, my hard. We did everything that week, even theCatholic school and cheerleader things ('Give me a 'C,' give me an 'O,'you fill in the rest.') I hadn't had much sex in my old life tocompare, but this was clearly the best sex we'd ever had.I found myself doing better at work too. Clients were complimenting meto partners, Jack told me what a great job I did, quite frankly I wasamazed. I still was confused and a little concerned about what hadhappened. I even wondered what had happened to Stacy. But even so,.