This made her moan louder and suck harder.Her tongue instantly dropped to my hairless sac and she licked it up and down as my finger continued its exp...oration of her backside. I pushed the tip of my finger into her tight little butt hole and she pushed her hips back onto my hand. She was turning out to be quite adventurous now. I pulled out my finger and lay on the bed. She needed no further encouragement and swung a leg over my face placing her pussy inches away from my eager tongue. I stuck. . former peer.A man who could barely tolerate my aggressive, combatant approach to ourprofessional interactions back in the day. Something that I said, but Godonly knows what, had got under his skin and he apparently never forgot.However, this is a far cry from the inner-office dick wagging that madefor the daily water cooler gossip that fueled much of the animosities backthen.But, you see, there is much more at stake now. This is the very first timethat I have disrobed in front of anyone since. Inserting a finger, he continued to lick. Me, moaning as he explored deeper. Repositioning himself, he parts my smooth folds and focuses on my swollen clitoris. Lord, I was wet. His tongue began its acrobatics. It felt like he was writing on my bud and in a short time I come with a shudder, pressing my sex to his face. His hands slide to the curve of my bottom, caressing my thighs.My climax surprises him. “My, that was fast,” he observed. “You know I love it when you eat me,” I replied, still. I knew from the past that those were not light and playful taps. When she was made to name us I smiled. Her hesitancy and awkwardness were a delight. So, for today I was to be Mistress and she was to be Miss. Usually it was she that bore the brunt of any rough treatment but every so often one or other of us would bring home a willing toy and we could both share the domination duties. Being nominated ‘Mistress’ meant I could sit back and spend most of the time watching as she got on with the.