“Do you like your new name?” “Yes, Mistress.” “I was thinking that you’d need a girl’s name if you really did let me fuck you… and you...are letting me fuck you.” Her voice was deeper, throatier and dangerously seductive. Justine rolled her hips, and I felt her shaft retreat and then re-enter my ass. At the same time, she reached round and took hold of my cock. Her fingers brushed the sensitive skin like a thousand butterfly wings. “Do you like it when I fuck you, Petra?” “Oh fuck, yes!” I was. ””Anything inside you.””No, no sir.”I closed the distance. My lips touched her pussy entrance. Slowly, I kissed her pussy with more and more pressure. I heard her moan lightly. I used a little more effort. She whimpered in pleasure. When my tongue started to flap against her smooth lips, suddenly she tenses up.“Oh, Master...” she cooed, her hands finding my head to urge me on.I started to eat her tender, young flower with more effort. Her muscles twitched as I stimulated them. Emily’s juice. I glanced over at Dean, who was sitting next to me, and saw that he was busily scribbling away at something on his tablet. He and I always sat at or near the far rear of the elephantine lecture hall, giving us the freedom to bullshit at leisure without annoying the instructor or the other students. I found my mind wandering more and more often during the class, and would have dropped it if it hadn’t been too late in the semester. There were simply other things I was more focused on—my job, my. I thought to myself these two were performing like pros as I buried my face between the ass cheeks of the one licking a pussy for the first time. She didn't miss a beat as I gripped an ass cheek in each hand but jumped when she felt the tip of my tongue on her tiny asshole. I circled it very gently at first to see how she would respond and I guess I could have asked her if that was ok but when she moaned and backed up smothering me with her ass my question was already answered. I then went to.