In dem gepolsterten braunen Umschlag befanden sich zwei Dinge.Das erste war ein altes, in Leder gebundenes Tagebuch mit einem abgewetzten Band darum, ...das den Deckel geschlossen hielt, das zweite war ein dicker Umschlag, auf dem mein Name, Melissa Gordon, in ordentlicher (wenn auch altmodischer) Handschrift stand. Der Brief darin war auf teures schweres Papier getippt, das ein Firmenwasserzeichen in der Mitte der Seite hatte. In dem Schreiben wurde erklärt, dass die Anwaltskanzlei von einem. Glasses hid her rather striking grey eyes. Jennifer was average heigh and average build. An average girl all over I would say, but I too a liking to her.During my chat with Claire, I found that Jennifer was still a virgin. As you know from my previous stories about the Club, girls who become members lose their virginity in a public ceremony known as "Being Put to the cock". Jennofer had not suffered her ordeal yet. However there was still something she could do for me...I arranged with Claire. Mom squeezed my cock, then moved over and sat beside Betty. Part 2 The three of us, Mike, Julie and I, kind of suspected sex was part of the activities at the adult weekends at the lodge. But we learned more was involved when, a while back, we found a package of instant photos hidden among some boxes of old family tax and school records that were stored in the basement. When we opened the package, the top photo was face down. When we turned it over, we got a surprise. It was a picture of Mom. My tongue found the slit between her cunt lips, her tangy moistness. I slid my lands under her butt to pull her close, and then let my tongue find her clit. It’s hard to know which of us was more surprised for the next few minutes, me with the pleasure of playing with her beautiful clit or her with a new sexual experience. Almost immediately, she started grinding her hips into my face. I could hear her breathing get faster, and more shallow, and she had her first orgasm, gushing juices from her.