But here, happening, it was kind ofpathetic and nothing like she had anticipated when she had decided tomake a pass at him. It was pretty disa-His fin...ers reached up her skirt and found her barely wet pussy. Shemoaned as one of them went to work.She pulled his trousers down and sat him on a desk. She cried out as sheclimbed onto him."I don't want your finger," she whispered, biting his ear. Not justnibbling, pulling at it with her teeth. The pain was the final push as-He almost cried as he. It was fun, a good time. however I was not making a play this lady. One of the ladies I had dated was a close friend to Robyn. After I had broke off our relationship Robyn suggestively made subtle hints as to her femininity brushing her curvy hips into me on occassion, fixing my hair, stroking and pulling my ties fingers in her mouth when no-one was looking, when these were rejected, her actions made it clear to me that she was going to make me pay. In her mind I took advantage of her friend. .. black leather... looking rather like massage tables. Six of them were occupied by naked slaves, five of whom lay face down, one face up. Each girl was secured at wrists and ankles by means of leather cuffs and short chains. Above each table was a large lamp, beaming down the special rays constantly. They where invisible, like those in a sun-ray parlour. Some of the quick nuttocks, Quentin saw, were covered in a white ointment. On those that were not, he could see pink-red flesh and faint. She fluttered under the teasing of my tongue and rubbed her pussy in my face. Smearing her juices all over,I buried my tongue deep in her pussy as I sucked her clit. She started to shake and tighten up,moaning my name as I continued the tongue lashing. Ooooh my God,Nick yes,please don't stop,I'm cummmmmmming,oh my God. before I knew it,her pussy erupted in orgasm as she squirted all over. Just like her mother I thought.By this time my cock was hard as a rock once again. She slid down my body.