We were back in rhythm a second later. We worked together on the pleasure we enjoyed. I came first with a howl of approval then a laugh as the waves o...ver took me, my eyes rolled back in my head. Hank pulled out of Tanya’s tight hole after he came. “This was a nice surprise," he said as he squeezed Tanya’s ass. Then he went to clean up in the shower before I moved to get behind her to fondle her breasts then move my hands down between her legs to get her off. Tanya had been a good sport it was. Our instructor put together two person teams, trying to match the people least likely to have anything in common. Said it heightened creativity. My partner was a fashion major, about twenty years old. Smart enough, but lacking any real world experience. We eyed each other warily. I invited her and three other teams out to the house for a brain storming session. The instructor encouraged it, saying it would expand our horizons. I ordered pizza, and we shared ideas until our heads hurt and still. The cold wetness oozing up between her cheeks and into every fold must have been a relief for her hot and bruised ass. Once she had sufficiently degraded herself into some kind of obedient animal, following his orders to crawl on hand and knee and to wedge mud into her ass crack to fill the cheeks, only then could she could get up. She tried valiantly to stand proud with some kind of dignity as clumps of horseshit slid down her body and fell off. Well horsey, you are one filthy animal. He. Everyone loves the first meeting to be a memorable, kinky one. I would love to meet my Mistress in a public place. Somewhere like a Mall, which has a food court and common sitting places. She will be sitting somewhere in the crowd, may be alone or with her trusted women friends.She will give me clues and task to find her from the crowd. Definitely, I am not going to find her. But she will be enjoying watching me trying to find her. Finally, it is official, I failed to find her. She asked me to.