"That's it, you hot little bitch, fuck my pussy with your mouth," Kerry growled, and Monica flicked her tongue even faster, stopping only to swirl it ...round the clit. Kerry groaned and pressed her face forward still harder.Tyler idly wondered if the startling size of the brunette's pleasure center was due to steroid use. The 21-year old resident assistant was a physical-education major, body-builder and competitive fitness model, and Tyler knew that the same steroids that some women. "I should have thought of it after I inquired of the ferrytender. Perhaps your friend Mr. Nolan could help there." Yes, he certainly might know something," Beall replied, puffing deeply on his glowing bowlful. "He might."They sat looking at each other briefly, and then Beall blew some smoke toward the ceiling and asked, "Did you examine Miss Miller's body closely or did a local doctor perhaps?" Yes, I did. Her throat had been cut, the jugular, probably from behind, and I'm sure she was dead. I must be beet red. I peek around the fridge.Mistress is sitting on the workout machine, Sue is sitting in the chair, and Lois is sitting on the stairs. I take a deep breath, and walk in. All conversation stops dead. I try to look only at my Mistress, but I can't help but glance at Sue and Lois. I feel their eyes on my hairless cock and balls, and my red painted toes. In my fleeting glance, I see mingled shock and amusement in their eyes, and perhaps fascination. I walk over and kneel at the. “You’re only older than me by two months, we’re the same age! And besides, the only reason the sex was never that good is because you never tried it!” She sat up and gave me that look that says, pleeeease, like you HAVE. I knew that she was still a virgin, because I knew both the guys she had dated, and she told me all about them afterwards.I stood up and stretched out my hand to her and said “C’mon”. She just looked at me like, what? C’mon I said, let’s go. She took my hand and stood up asking.