I probed her pussy and licked her clit. I lightly touched her nipples and rubbed them lightly with lubricant almost making her come just from the aro...sal from her breasts.Judy’s pussy was flowing with juices. Her hips were thrusting upwards against my mouth and tongue. She was begging me to let her come. Finally I knew she was ready. I covered my finger with lubricant and placed my lips firmly around her clit and started a slow circular motion with my tongue, driving her crazy. I. As I mindlessly listened to the professor at the front of the room, my hand again began to write. Once again, I included these words in my letter to Cindy that night. Precious. Precious are the moments that we share, Gentle is the touch that shows you care, Precious are the days we spend hand in hand, You always there to listen and understand, Precious are the nights with you by my side, Making all my fears go run and hide, Precious are the minutes, hours and days, For you are the one I will. (Those include reading porn stories online.) He told her he hadnine. She asked how many of those were stories he told her all of them were.Mistress asked him to do the math of how many lashes that would be for hisindiscretions. (Minor ones like reading stories online are five each.) He toldher that it would be 45 lashes. Mistress thought about it for a minute to,her slave it seemed longer? Mistress said yes that would be correct? now countoff how many I do so I don't lose track. Mistress said. And his arms still wanting to hug someone. Anyone. His ass hole even gaping open. Very much wanting to be filled with man-meat.When Dillon finally calmed down and looked at his new hair-do, he grinned from ear to ear. "Thank you, Bobbie!" he said happily gazing at his reflection. "Please, fuck me already!" Dillon's breath quickened. His cock started leaking again.With a finger, I fed Dillon his own pre-cum. The rest I smeared over his butt hole and fingered his boy pussy with it. Dillon rolled.