'Use words, pet. Tell Mistress what you want.' My voice lifts to a louder tone.His own voice is so soft, 'I wish to taste you, Mistress, if I may/''Yo... want to share, pet?' I tilt my head watching carefully, waiting for his response.He nods enthusiastically, 'yes, Mistress, please. I want to share.'As he says that there is a soft knock on the door and I look towards the sound, then slowly turn to look at my naked, needy, horny little pet on the floor. He looks confused as I stand and walk. He was already hard as a rock, so some of the work was done. I leaned forward and stuck just the tip of my tongue out of my mouth. With the lightest of touches I flicked it over the head of his cock, slurping up the drop of precum that had formed there. It tasted salty and delicious, a wonderful dessert. After my brief taste I wanted more and I took his whole cockhead into my mouth, savoring the salty, tangy taste of his thick manflesh.With my tongue I feverishly worked the underside of his. ” “That’s not even the best of it. We had a double date one night, brought them home and fucked them both on the same bed.” She seemed to be enjoying this trip down memory lane. “What about you, what was your ‘college experience’?” “I had sex with a couple of guys. Not together, you know, just while I was there.” “That’s it? No crazy threesomes, or wild nights in the dorms with the girls?” I paused for a minute. “That’s it, isn’t it? You went all lezzie in college; you little slut. Who was. I understood this is my time and I have to take my dick between her legs.I reached her place and parked my bike far from her bungalow and walked to her place. When I saw her, I had an instant hardon as she was wearing a knee-length satin nightgown with an ample show of cleavage.She told, “let me show you my house” and took me to every room and last was her bedroom. So, I jokingly told her so this is your playground, so she became little dull and told me this playground has not been used for.