Getting lost in the moment, I sat down on the toilet and began sniffing and tasting her wet panties as I rubbed my now-aching erection through my jean.... I got up and peeked, noticing that she was hard at work int he kitchen, all the way across the house (and making lots of noise with pots & pans). I slipped back to the bathroom, unzipped by jeans, pulled them down around my ankles, and began stroking furiously as I tasted her soiled panties.As I rapidly approached my orgasm, I wrapped her. Mmmmmm, this is soooo perfect Becki thought as she set down her paperwork. I wish we could’ve stayed the night together, mmmmmm. People were saying good morning to her but she didn’t hear them as she still thought about the younger Spencer and “arranged” her notes. As she thought about it, she saw the spray of the shower prior to going to her bedroom. That felt good especially as he held “warmly” in his arms. It felt even better especially when he occasionally cupped her breasts and played with. During the acceptance and training the titmaster's would be busy preening the immediate next batch for the dynasty,they carried on their attire small but powerful stinging whips which would be used on the bare bottoms,breasts and back of the pleasure women should they feel the need,often a woman was summoned for attention in a cubicle where there would be observers present and pleasure slaves who would pre stroke the titmaster's to great hardness ready for entry into the pleasure women,the. The two of them were hotter than pistols now, totally surrendering to their wanton fuck-lust."Suck on my asshole, baby," he ordered.Immediately, her tongue pumped up his tight asshole. Her hand continued to pull on his aching prick as she felt his tongue fucking in and out of her cunthole. She worked her strong cunt muscles around his tongue and was rewarded by a muffled groan of pleasure.After tongue-fucking her father's asshole a few times just the way she knew he liked it, she went to work.