With all her juices having dribbled across her crack she tasted good and I began happily licking it clean, following the juice inside her hole. As I p...ressed my tongue into her arse hole, she yelped and exclaimed “fuck yes, fuck my hole with your tongue. Just like that, keep going, oooohhhhh fuck that feels good!” I realised her hand had begun stroking her clit at the same time, and decided to take over. I inserted my thumb into her cunt and pushing her hand away massaged her clit. Certainly not from Mrs Robinson! I placed the glass carefully back on the table, not wanting to spill red wine on her valuable Persian rug.Reaching out, Catherine deliberately took my hands into her own, and placed them on her breasts…-----To say the events of that afternoon had taken an unexpected turn would be the understatement of my young life.As arranged, I’d called round to see my friend, Jack. We were going to celebrate my nineteenth birthday by getting horribly drunk together, eating. .. !" I moaned as his moist tongue touched my sphincter.My pussy was dripping with ecstasy. I felt his tongue travel to my cunt region, lapping at my pussy and then again coming back to my anus. He dipped his two fingers inside my pussy and daubed it with my hot juices. He brought his fingers to my ass and spread the juices over my tingling ass hole. Again, he forced his tongue over my asshole, licking and slurping the juices from the tiny hole.I was reeling with enjoyment. And then I realized. Bogon scrutinized him. “Let’s go to my chamber. We can discuss until dawn. I want to meditate before tomorrow’s trial”.Four o’clock in the morning. Zax left Bogon’s chamber to his own with quite a lot on his mind. Bogon’s clan came up with very interesting perspectives regarding bodily cultivation, which stemmed from trying to harmonize this type of cultivation with the innate talent of their beast’s species, “Dry Shell Tortoise”, as well as their incompatibility with most mist cultivation.