#313122 - Thinking back on it I remembered the cause of their laughter and the cause of my embarrassment. But now more than ever I knew that I would have my mouth on that pussy, I wanted to devour it, I wanted my tongue to feel every inch, every nook and cranny, best of all, I knew somehow that it was expected of me to do just that. She told me to kneel on the bed next to her and that for a moment I could only look and admire what lay before me.
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