Emmylou could feel her clitoral foreskin being pushed upward – and out, of the way – by her growing clit. Her desire's focal point was practically demanding attention. Emmylou could tell that it would not be long before her clit would be so swollen that she would fear it was going to burst from the internal pressure.

Miss Richardson had Emmylou pushed onto her back. The beautiful blonde counselor moved her mouth to the side of Emmylou's neck and began to kiss and lick and bite her way up and down the little girl's jugular vein.

"So good!" Emmylou said.

She discovered that the woman had a magic mouth. At least she could do magic things with that hot mouth of hers.

Miss Richardson used her sharp teeth to give the little girl love bites on her neck – but she didn't bite hard, and her teeth did not linger in any one spot for very long.

Miss Richardson did not want to risk leaving any lasting marks. She flicked her tongue at Emmylou's earlobe.

The tall blonde pushed her tongue right inside Emmylou's ear and the teenager giggled with delight.

The counselor pushed her tongue deep into her ear canal – until Emmylou was covered with goose pimples.

Emmylou could feel the little dark brown hairs at the nape of her neck standing on end. Then Miss Richardson pulled her tongue out and moved her mouth to the front of Emmylou's throat.

She kissed downward to the cleavage between the little girl's tits. She began to kiss the left breast. She started at the outer edges of the tit and kissed her way toward the nipple.

She kept her tongue busy.

She kissed in a closing spiral, each oral caress a little closer to the nipple than the one before.

Then Miss Richardson found the nipple itself with the tip of her tongue. Emmylou began to moan and squirm.

"I can't believe how good it feels when you lick my nipple," Emmylou said. Her eyes were closed. She began to thrash her head from side to side.