Spicy and sweet. A warm feeling spreads over my already overheated body and I shudder slightly as I breathe in her intoxicating scent. I hear a male v...ice say, “Oh, fuck,” and I know they’re watching. A thrill spreads through me. Eyes still closed, I feel her mouth again touching mine, and gasp slightly, parting my lips. Her tongue slips in and finds the tip of mine, then travels over my tongue and around the sides. My tongue responds, and we are suddenly kissing fiercely. I reach one hand up. I put on in my mouth and caught a whiff of her. It did smell kind of fish but the taste wasn’t too bad. I tugged on the lip with my own lips gentle and let my tongue move up and down her slit. She was already squirming on the bed. I wonder when the last time she had a man. If not in a while it probably wouldn’t take long to make her cum. I was wrong from flicking my tongue across her clit to sliding it in and out of her hole to fingering her and sucking her clit it seemed to take for ever. I mean, she's astud, no doubt about it, but she's no Monique. As I said Veronica told meshe came EIGHT times in one session. I know I saw her come five timesonce.One by one the girls entered Conference Room A. They were all nude(most ofthe time they all wore stockings, though). They were laughing and enjoyingthe unencumbered feeling of their tits, asses and especially their cocksand balls flying about with abandon. The first time I saw it, it seemedlike a surreal dream. Seven beautiful . Mr Blackwell was an unlikely sex object for a teenage girl, we never felt threatened by his presence, we knew of his kink for young girls and off his masturbatory skills in front of us, so in effect he was more often a figure of ridicule and scorn, but an hour of porn and belly of wine, he became a life support for the cock I longed for as I walked home, and as I approached I saw the red glow of a cigarette, alerting me to his presence, and the 99% chance he had his out, and was ready to give.