Using my hands, I opened the outer lips and moved upwards until I reached the hard button of her clitoris, nestled snugly where the lips met. She crie... out loudly as I licked at it, my tongue stabbing at the hard little nub of flesh. I moved my mouth downward over the opening of her love tunnel and I gently inserted my tongue inside her. She groaned deeply as I pushed it inside her hot pussy, tasting her tangy love juice as it trickled on my tongue. I rolled my tongue inside her, licking the. " Stephanie giggled, pointing at me."I can tell you like her," she laughed, a new bulge evident in my slacks. I attempted to cover myself as I quickly spun and walked out of the room, her laughter echoing behind me.It wasn't all because of the video, I thought to myself as I lay in my bed. Ever since our chance encounter, I had been a mess, thoughts of Stephanie running through my head.Stephanie kissing me. Stephanie feeling my cock. Stephanie sucking on my cock. Stephanie opening her legs for. She did not pull back from the touch of my hardness on her thigh on the small commercial airplane, but I could sense her distaste for my maleness and the scent of my desire.Of course, I was literally in bed with my former handler. She had been carefully groomed by me from the very beginning and had reached that plateau of sexual satisfaction that untrained Western women seldom achieve. This worldwide virus had caused many changes in our long-range program for total world domination and we. I was nervous and closed. I can remember only flashes of him from that first time we took him home. The smell of his cock. His strong hands around my neck. His blue eyes looking down on me as I sucked on him. His gaze told me I wasn’t as much a women as I was a sex object. The look of pleasure on his face was a look of sternness. Ready to punish me for being a bad, bad girl. We met him in a dimly lit bar. I was wearing my most refined whore outfit: tight black pencil skirt with a high slit,.