I have never had my ass eaten before but he was flicking the tongue hard against it and got to giving me long strokes. After a while, its like I was p...ossesed by a sex demon and he had not even started to pound my pussy," replied Anna."You're a rookie, you'll learn," said Lisa.A week later, after hearing of his whereabouts, Lisa tracked down the famous fuck artist. Wearing a tanktop and short shorts that hugged her nice ass, she was on her way. Covered in sweat after practice herself, Lisa found. I went to my suitcase and rummaged around in it. I found what I was looking for. I showed Steve first and then Sarah. I deftly placed a clamp on one nipple and Sarah yelped as the cold metallic teeth bit into the sensitive flesh. The clamps were joined together by a short but stout chain and I attached the other clamp to the other nipple, and again there was a yelp and this time a quiver. I tugged lightly on the chain and felt Sarah shudder with my teasing. I wasn’t done yet. Steve was lazing. After all, she was far from the first to have made a comment regarding my size. At about seven inches (with decent girth), I knew I was pretty big. Still, hearing that I have a big cock never gets old."So what's your name?" I asked."That's not how this works. No names." So, what? You are just some cock-hungry slut that can't make it through the work day without getting her fix?"I couldn't believe those words came out of my mouth. Sure, I had talked dirty before, but nothing like that. Nothing. She had a six-pack (she showed me). Deep brown eyes. It was hard to see her as a girl because of the gender-neutral hats, t-shirts and khaki pants we had to wear at the restaurant I managed. It was also hard to see her as a girl because she was my eighteen-year old employee, and although I was no old man at 22, I still had my standards. No favoritism, no harassing the female employees, hands off, all business. I think that's why she liked me so much. She wanted to see if I would crack. She.