I came home after the meeting with Susan, it was quite instructive, but at the moment I don't have anyone to put it into practice with.
The days go by, I am at Academy and I see that my classmates are looking at me and gossiping, I don't care about them, there is no pleasure if you live off what others say.
-Dorian Is what they say true? -Elizabet, an adorable young companion, asks me, you could say that her tenderness is one of the many forms of beauty.
-How important is it? -I asked him.
She looked down and walked away. I did almost all my group work with Elizabet. Maybe she had gotten excited, but it's better to break the bubble, that could be the beginning of an opportunity.
When the weekend arrived and I was about to go to sleep, someone carefully knocked on my door. I get up, open the door and see Emma.
-Do you want to play? -I asked him smiling.
-Yes, I want to do it.
I take her by the wrist to guide her inside, I close the door and say:
-Sit on the edge of the bed, pull up your dress and open your legs wide.
Her private part seems to be quite wet.
-Were you touching yourself? -I asked him.
-I got wet while walking to your room. -She responded with a blush on his face, but that excited me quite a bit.
I touch it with my fingers in a constant rhythm, just as I learned with Susan, my two fingers slide inside.
Wailing!
Wailing!
How pleasant the sound of a woman moaning with pleasure is, especially if you are the cause.
I bring my tongue closer and start licking her, right at the point where Susan told me, I didn't lick her, but Emma, it's obvious that I will.
While I use my tongue and fingers Emma squirts. I drink some Emma, drop my pants and...
Inside!