I could smell her cunt -- so much like my own and yet with its own unique fragrance. I extended my tongue and gave her a few tentative licks. The taste was much like my own, but again different -- less salty than my own juices. I licked it, but was so nervous. Suddenly a hand shot down under the table and grabbed a handful of my hair, fingers twisting around one of my pig tails and then she both scooted forward and rammed my face between her legs, mashing my mouth against her cunt. I took the hint and thrust my tongue out and began making like a pig...