I groaned at that sweet delight. Then she rose up my shaft, squeezing the entire time. Her pussy sucked at my cock. I groaned at the wondrous feel of ...her cunt.“That’s better, slave!” Nathalie said, her braided pigtail spilling across her cheek as she smacked the lamia again.“Ride him hard, slave!” Greta added, her pillowy breasts pressing tighter against me as she added her own spank to the lamia’s red ass.“So hard!” Zanyia yowled and slammed her cunt back down my dick.I shuddered at the hot. .but if you stay tommorrow night..we can” “okay…I’ll se you later”I watched her ass walk down the hall, her grey skirt clinging to her hips, her bra straps visible through the back of her blouse.The next day while I was back in the supply room, Stephanie walked in.“We’re still on for tonite are’nt we..?” “of course..I would’nt give up a drink with you..”She started blushing a little, her cheeks becoming red, she looked better today than the day before. She was wearing, black skirt, slit up the. Kneeling now and with my hands on her knees, I smile up at Sophia, just to make sure this is really what she wants. The look on her face tells me everything, and so I bury my face between her legs and begin.As a professional, I reveal no preference for whatever sex act I am requested to provide, but licking a fresh young pussy is definitely at the top of my list.My sister's delicate velvety folds are deliciously warm and wet, and I love how she is pushing herself against my mouth. So I slip my. Her lips on mine felt like electricity racing through my body. At first I didnt respond at all as her tongue worked its way between my lips and sought out my tongue. I tasted the alcohol on her breath even though she had brushed her teeth. I knew then that she must be more drunk than me. I felt her huge melons press against me as she kissed me thoroughly. Her kiss, I thought to myself, was unbelievable. Her lips were the softest to ever touch mine, like tiny satin cushions. I felt myself begin.