Chapter Six
“You aren’t a lesbian?” Mia continued. “It would have been hard for someone to know that while you were having such a yummy orgasm with my foot on your p***y,” Mia said. Heather colored furiously and lowered her head. Mia stood and walked to the edge of the bed. She gently took the girl’s chin in her hand and raised her face until their eyes met.
“How do you know you aren’t gay? Have you ever c*m like that with your husband?” Mia asked. She was taking a chance here, for all she knew Jim was a stud in bed, but she was betting he was just as selfish a lover as he was a husband.
“No,” Heather whispered. Mia stepped back from the girl and slowly undid the last two buttons on her dress.
“Don’t…please.” Heather pleaded as Mia wiggled out of the silk dress and tossed it on the cha
