She was receivingcrisp instructions in broken English from a young stocky, short Arab man with amop of course black hair directly in front of her. He ...held her soft mid-lengthsilky brown hair clenched in his right hand. Suddenly, he slapped her acrossthe face rocking her head to the side. Blood soon trickled out of the corner ofher mouth. His directions were very precise: tongue on top, down . . .tongue down. . . , up. . .? down? goot, very goot?. ?. . . Her instructor?s English may not havebeen. Thesmell turned her on so much, she began to rub her little upturned nose inKathryn's slippery slit. Kathryn's body shuddered at the touch, and shebegan to moan as well. Tentatively, Laura tried touching her tongue to theedge of Kathryn's lip, expecting to be repulsed. But it wasn't repulsive atall, and she found that Kathryn's taste heightened her own mounting arousal.Her tongue probed deeper and deeper, finding the slit between the lips,and lapping up the juices there, all to moans and gasps. Uhh". Her skin was silky smooth and a uniform shade of brown courtesy of careful hours in the sun.Her full breasts with their rock-hard brown nipples jiggled about on her chest, in synch with my thrusts into her very hot tight and receptive pussy. I could feel the walls of her sheath rippling along my shaft as I slid back and forth in her.She had wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer and deeper inside her."Oh god ... so good" she moaned with her next cum rapidly approaching. She. Lovelypink ones. They're full of new nighties, stockings, and a pair of highheel slippers. Sexy-cute additions to your sissy wardrobe. Plus I'll begetting you more goodies as time goes on."He said, "I can't wait to see you in stockings. You have to always havethem on when you're home. And those slippers will make your legsshapelier."I didn't like what he was saying or how lustfully he was looking at me.Still, I demurely thanked them both and did a spontaneous curtsey. Alanahad me go and.