She looked in her middle-30s, and was pale, but very beautiful. Her big brown eyes were surrounded with black eyeshadow, and she wore shiny black lips...ick. She was dressed in black too, leather high-heeled boots they went up to her thighs. Black crotchless stockings that were hung into place by a black leather corset, and she had a long black leather overcoat on. She was at least 6ft tall with an hourglass figure. The young bleached-haired girls bowed their heads as she walked in. It was clear. I want you to be my first lover.” I was speechless for a little while. Pulling myself back together, I reached up and caressed her exposed cleavage. “Are you sure, Kay. You are such a pretty young lady.” Kay smiled broadly and cooed when I squeezed her right breast. “Yes Pete. I am very sure. I turned eighteen a couple of months ago and I am ready to give you my cherry. I'll do anything else you want me to do as well.” “If you're sure you want to do this with no strings attached, hop. Although Wesley hadn’t said any of this in his note, it just seemed logical to Amaya.With this in mind, she relaxed on the first day. She attended her classes, ate out as she pleased and sketched a little in the afternoon and evening. After the trials of the library, a day off felt like a reward. Sure, fucking her own ass had been more fun than she would have thought, but the fear of getting caught and the ache in her ass were exhausting. For surrendering her ass’s virginity, she deserved a day. .. slave. Lay still." Yes Master. I'm sorry, it's just that I am so... horny and I have been wanting your touch all day. Please forgive me."I could see her hard little nipples straining her skin as they poked way out. Her pussy was literally running juices down onto the bed making a wet spot now. I moved my hands to either side of her body and then massaged her from her hips to her ribs. Up and down, softly but firmly.Her panting gave away her desperate need to have me touch her in more.