But after only an hour my mistress became very exasperated with me because I was unable to please her as a good slave should. "You don't even know how...to lap a cunt properly," she complained. "You're probably even more useless at advanced tasks."I was devastated. "But Mistress, I'll do anything you want, just teach me." She dismissed this pitiful suggestion with a wave of her hand. "I haven't got time for that kind of nonsense. I'm a busy woman. I want a useful slave, not a useless one."I was. He wore dark sunglasses and a hat sideways. He was foul mouthed and the typical ghetto acting white boy. He was unattractive with bad acne.This was like the twilight zone! As much as I always fantasized about watching my wife, I never put much thought into the individual doing the deed. I pretty much looked at it as just a rented penis. Now I was faced with this! And what the hell was Gavin thinking bringing in two guys?The two kids walked in a stood along the side of the room. My wife was. This was an exclusive private school. The headmaster, Berkeley, hadknown Whitehouse at school and then again they had both been NationalServicemen in the army. Berkeley was now a member of Whitehouse's clubalthough generally Whitehouse steered clear of the man. It seemed toWhitehouse that Berkeley taught in a girls' school precisely becausethere were no boys about to tempt him into depravity. In any event, withthe Deputy Headmistress, Miss Hawksworth, Berkeley ran a disciplinedship where 'gels'. We kissed again for 5 minutes with me massaging her boobs.In the meantime, my cock got firm again. I made her stand up and remove her saree. It did no take more than a minute. I undid her petticoat and it slid down like a free fall. There she was in her black panties. What a sight!I started pulling her panties down, exposing her pelvic triangle with small amount of hair. She was standing and her pussy was a height just right for me to start licking it. But I made her lie down beside me..