Anything with words in a row I would enjoy. And, we could ask for particular genres of books. Thistle liked mushy fiction. I devoured history books...and couldn't get enough. Tassle would read anything.The Master was no longer a young man. He wasn't old, but still, his sex drive was slowing down somewhat, so our bondage and stimulation activities went from frantic at the start, to a moderate pace - still often, but not two or three times a day anymore.Then, a major event. The Master. "Were you planning to fuck me?" I blushed. "I bought a few in case I ever wanted to. I quess it was worth it." She kissed me. I pulled off her shirt. I noticed the tag on her bra read 44dd. I was rock hard. I unhooked her bra and removed it. I stared at her titties, which looked lovely, and took one into my mouth. I began sucking and licking her right nipple as I played with the left. She giggled. "Oh that feels good." She moaned. She started rubbing her pussy through her pants. I let go of her. She broke off the kiss, inhaling Anna’s scent then slipped it into her mouth. Anna tasted so good, Amethyst groaned and went in for seconds, kissing her in the meantime, allowing Anna to taste her slightly salty-sweet, musky flavour.Anna found she loved the taste of pussy, even if it was her own. She ripped Amethyst’s bra from her torso, snapping the plastic clasp in her haste to get the juicy breasts in the open air. Anna trailed kisses down from her new lover’s lips to her boobs,. Inside, the urinals were full just like they always are, so i waited my turn. A big guy in red flannel was just finishing up, when a blonde slender goddess came bolting through the door and shoved him out of the way. He shouted, “what the fuck?!” as he lost his balance and nearly fell over. She was already pulling her knickers down, and lifted her skirt up to her hips. She turned so her ass was facing the urinal, and squatted over and started peeing into it.The guy she had pushed looked.