But for Anna, this part of her body was clearly very sensitive. She gave an involuntary sigh as my tongue slid over her flesh. As she eased her body b...ck, my tongue reached the lips of her cunt. Wet and swollen. I used to masturbate regularly when I was a teenager and licked my fingers often, so I knew what the taste was like, but it was very different having that taste direct from another woman. It was sweet and salty at the same time, and seemed to coat the end of my tongue. Anna continued to. Key didn't give the matter much thought.It gave her much needed space to decompress, and 'prowl' as had become her nightly habit.Being cleaned up and out of 'uniform' had already done much to steady her nerves.She was still riding a slight 'guilt trip' from having to change in the downstairs bathroom.Sure Mihoshi was drunk but good god!What crazed half-baked notion would she cook up next?Over the years this time of the night had always reminded Key of 'dorm patrol' back at the academy.The time. After five minutes the girl returned and showed me through to the sitting room, stood in front of a large ornate fire place was “Mistress Annabelle” she was older (Around 50) than I expected but still stunning in her way, she had shoulder length black hair and was dressed in a tight fitting cat suit that showed off her still perfect body, she turned to me and said “Sit” her voice left you under no illusion that this was a request, it was and order, “So you would like to have the pleasure of my. He would start so slowly but always finished fast, letting me suck him clean. He always made sure I was completely satisfied in every way, every time.The original owners, when I first started coming to this gas station, were a younger married couple, Matt and Jess. Jess was a short, curly-haired blonde who secretly loved my nipples and clit. She would never be able to tell her husband, but she always wanted to have a girlfriend. I would come in and steal her from him for “girl smoke breaks”.