I licked it up and down and side to side. I then started to dart my tongue in and out. I devoured it like it was my last dinner ever.He pumped his coc... simultaneously - I could feel his pleasure."Do you like eating my ass?" he asked."I love it - I love the taste of your ass" I replied while hungrily licking away."What tastes nicer my pink asshole or an Indian girl's brown lips?" he smugly asked."Your yummy asshole master. It tastes amazing - I am forever grateful you have allowed me to lick. In comparison, I could just stand there at the front of the classroom with my dick sticking out, and when the time came, everyone could just watch me let fly. So, no, it's not that I think Dr. Schlemmer was making some sort of logistical mistake.It's that Dr. Schlemmer has clearly never stood in front of thirty staring people and attempted to develop an erection. It is not exactly easy. When one is blushing furiously, after all, it's very hard for blood to rush in the more proper direction, no. He didn't know where he was. There wasthe smell of leather all around him, along with some flowery scents likeperfume or powder. He could hear his wife talking to her ex-lover, butwhen Dave tried to move or speak, nothing happened. All he could see wasa thin line of light in front of him. Then he heard Tabby coming closer.Thank goodness. If he had fallen and hit his head or something likethat, she would see him. All at once he was tilted upright and lightburst into his eyes. He was. The next thing I knew, I was falling out on a grassy meadow. When I gotto my feet, I looked behind me and saw that I was now standing on asquare hill about thirty feet in width. Obviously man-made, it toweredover everything else in the area and had a set of stairs in the ground atone point."It looks as if some great civilization has been here, but has sincevanished!" I said to myself as I climbed down the hill on the stairway.On the way down, I felt my feet brush against something. Kneeling.