"Alex was about to leap onto my lap but remembered at the last moment thatmight not be a good idea and instead pulled me up to my feet, threw herarms ...around my neck and gave me a huge kiss."James, that was fabulous. Are you sure you haven't done that before?Suspiciously good for a first time if you ask me. Oh, you just made me sovery happy."I had to laugh to see her so excited."I'm sorry, I don't think that was very good, but I seemed to getsomething right," I said."James, that was perfect, I. My tongue licked the length of her slit and discovered no new taste. I sucked at her pussy and realized I had a mouthful of her taste. What did it taste like? Not sweet, not sour, not bitter but a pleasant blending of all of those. A taste I enjoyed, a taste I wanted more of. It was a perfect embodiment of the perfect taste. I think that if I could have said it tastes like something in particular it would have spoiled the moment. Her mouth had had a weak imitation of this taste or. She hadn’t felt the tongue stud the past night, and the sight of it now made her shiver a little at the thought. The woman’s voice continued as she stopped in front of Alice, a hand moving up to rub her chin thoughtfully. ‘I didn’t say it was bad. Small tits are good. You think if I wanted some blonde bitch beauty queen with double D’s, that you’d be here in the first place?’ With that she began to pace, moving around her new friend and looking her up and down. She continued to stroke her chin. My usual routine of pulling on my sweats and runners and going for a run was canceled. I decided to snoop around and see what more I could learn about Cassiopeia Franklin. The large living room was actually her office, complete with floor-to-ceiling overflowing bookcases and stacks of folders on every flat surface. A large desk, fax machine and computer completed things. There were framed photos of what I assumed were her family and one of Cassiopeia and another woman, probably closer to my.