Back then she was petite and cute. Now she was the image of femininity and she was beautiful. She also delighted herself in remembering what a bad nau...hty girl she was. She recalled the time, before settling for her husband, when her promiscuity was only challenged by the amount of hard cocks willing to defile, in any way imaginable, this once nymphomaniac goddess now tamed by societal pressures of kids, friends, work and only-to-be-admired-“salope” etiquette. For so long she had resorted to. I pulled the lace panties down, revealing a clean shaven mound, with moist lips, into which I plunged three fingers, finding the depths of her vagina instantly open and welcoming. When I came up and flicked her clit, she groaned and closed her eyes in ecstasy, and then she could wait no longer for my cock to be inside her, and pulled me almost roughly on to her. We merged, and I took her, my balls banging hard against her arse as I thundered in and out, then there was to be no delay, and I came. She hesitated for a few moments before she slowly pushed the panties down off her hips until they fell around her ankles. Her pussy was now on display - closely cropped dark pussy hairs on her mound and hairless around her pussy lips."Time to go now" Ling said as she led me by the cock into the next room. That room was dominated by a large bed which I climbed up onto. Ling attached each of my hands to velcro straps hanging from each corner of the bedhead. Then she slipped a black pillow case. Jessica learned everything she needed in that one demonstration and passed the written test with flying colors and was now ready at long last to give her best friend the ride she always dreamed of, "Ok class those of you who passed the written test claim your practice muffins and take a spit from the spit rack and follow me to the spitting room" He said to the 59 guys who passed the test who were now standing a chain leash in one hand and a spit grasped in the other.Once in the spitting room.