How her nipple had felt against my tongue. The silkiness of her soft skin. Her tiny moans and sighs as I kissed her tiny body. The wetness of her puss... against my fingertips. Oh, and the taste of her cunt. The way her virgin pussy juices gushed into my mouth as she orgasmed haunted my dreams. I tossed and turned all night, wracked with guilt over what I had done, but my cock was also rock hard for the whole night as I relived each delicious second in my mind.I awoke late after my fitful sleep,. "What were you thinking of?" I asked. His expression got shy again. "I was thinking of... of what you said before. What you said you want me to do to you." His reluctance to say the words out loud was adorable. I pulled him to his feet and undid his pants, sliding my hand in his underwear over his beautiful, hard cock. As I squeezed, I leaned into his ear and whispered "That I want you to fuck me?" He shuddered as if the word was electric and his cock jumped in my hand. I pushed him to the. I and my friends who were obviously not interested in the lecture were cracking jokes and suddenly, I felt a tap on my back. Shreya wanted me to talk to her and enjoy with her. We caught up with each other and then I was called by my friends for something.While talking to them, I suddenly felt something on my legs. It was Shreya’s feet and she was rubbing it on my legs! I, having a fetish for hot legs, started getting hard immediately and it slowly became visible in my trousers. She saw this. It wasn't long before she and I were dripping wet. I left her on her knees in the middle of the room and walked over to Uncle Al. I leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Unky, Emily is very turned on posing for you and seeing the effect she is having on you." He asked what I meant and I responded by reaching out and letting my hand brush lightly across his raging hard-on. I asked him if he wouldn't like to 'use' my little slave slut and his moan was answer enough.I turned back to Emily and told.