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26%u201cCarla, you are not yet an adult. This is not allowed.%u201d Martha told her.Carla reacted by becoming more fervent in her stimulation of Martha. It worked. She heard Martha say, %u201cOh, my dear child,%u201d and her hands came down and gripped Carla%u2019s head, pushing it hard into her clitoral area as she opened her legs wider.Carla had an idea. She took her spare hand and pushed two fingers up into Martha%u2019s vagina and used them like a cock until she could push her whole hand in.Martha let out a groan. Carla felt her body quivering and she moved her mouth, just in case she... yes, she was in the right place and drank Martha%u2019s urine as she involuntarily emptied her bladder. Carla drank it all.As Martha%u2019s hands released, Carla stood up and kissed her on the lips and whispered, %u201cI can do that for you, Martha, any time you like. I enjoyed it as much as you. I think you%u2019re a beautiful and very wise woman with a heart of gold. It was like making love to a goddess, a compassionate ruler of the swamps.%u201dMartha opened her eyes and looked into hers. %u201cIt%u2019s been a very long time since I felt bliss like that instead of by my own hand. Thank you, my dear Carla.%u201dMartha pulled up her knickers and put her dress back on as she picked up her glass and sat down. Carla sat down beside her and stroked her face for a while with her finger tips.She stopped, drank some of the ginger beer and said, %u201cMartha, you tasted as fine as this drink you made us.%u201d%u201cAnd you my sweet, Carla, you have got to that age of desire and of hunger.%u201d%u201cMaybe. But I think it%u2019s natural. I have no desire of men. My father Swamp Tramp