Rita changed her position, slowly and gracefully folding her legs back until she was kneeling right over my face. All I had to do was stick my tongue ...out and let her move her crotch over it.I'd done it with a girl a couple of times but this was different. Rita's crotch was perfectly smooth; no hair or stubble to rasp on my lips. An expensive wax, definitely. She tasted marvellous.One disadvantage of our position (maybe the only one) was that I couldn't move my head. It was clamped between her. There I found no room for anything but complete confidence in you, Pushpa."Pushpa wriggled out of Serena and Lisa's embrace and sank to the floor. She lifted the hem of Serena's sari to her lips."Thank you, my Queen," she said. "and thank you, O Prince and Princess."Chapter 6 Renewing AlliancesShe had barely enough time to finish her sentence before she was swept up in an orgy of hugs and kisses that enfolded me as well. At the end I was sitting on the gaddi vacated by Ranjit. Pushpa was on my. Sarah glanced at her master's couch where Paul regarded her, his eyes wild, but no one would see him, all eyes fixed on her."Enjoy the show!" Were her final words as she approached the spike.From the stage, two broad wooden supports extended beside the spike. The tip shone with oil. Turning over, with her back to the public Sarah bent over, giving the public a view of her white, perfect ass. While Juggy supported her upper body, the black slave painted her puckered anus with melted butter. This. I took hold of my tits and smashed them against Mr. Johnson’s rock hard dick. Up and down his cock went between my breasts. I then took his dick and began to slap my boobs with it. “You’ve been a naughty student haven’t you?” “Yes.” I moaned as his dick collided with my skin. “Alright Gee, I’m going to cum. Just don’t move.” I nodded my head as a thick load of cum shot into the air since he was standing, and landed all over my face and in my hair. The white liquid dripped down my skin. I dipped.