“No.” she replied sardoniclly. When Sabine got home later that night we had a very interesting conversation to say the least. Jenny stopped at the door to the locker room, shooting me a nervous glance, biting her bottom lip as we passed, continuing towards my office. I didn’t even know how to explain that her paraphrase of what Sylvia had just said to me had caused me to instantly think, ‘Were they having a sale on that turn of phrase at the phrase store?!’ so I just chuckled, “Nothing, I just thought something funny.”
“Okay.” she responded uncertainly before pushing ahead. I began licking up and down her delicate petals teasingly with just the tip of my tongue causing her to whimper and roll her hips, attempting to push her pussy into my mouth, but I held her firmly by the thighs.
