I was weak in the knees and panting as he slid his fingers from my pussy laughing. Come here, he said, he led me across the dance floor to a booth at ...he other side of the club. Make some room he said, there were 3 other guys in the booth, they moved around and positioned me so I was sat in the middle with 2 guys each side of me. Don’t be shy, the first guy said, he was laughing and the other 2 guys were looking slightly puzzled, he leaned in and hitched my dress up and pulled my legs apart. Remember, I am your master”She realized that she may get more pain if she doesn’t obey me and hence she accepted what I said. I got back and started licking her ass hole again.Soon, it was well lubricated with my saliva. I inserted one of my fingers in the asshole and she screamed in pain,”oooohh… jjiijjuuo johhhh ooohhhh”I ignored her and started fucking her asshole with my one finger. Soon one finger made enough space for it and was freely moving in and out of her asshole. But I wanted more. I swallowed hard, I knew our saliva's connected, and I felt it deep in my crotch, she was teasing me, tempting me, 'God I thought am I really exhibiting a closet lesbianism'?'Where are you going', she asked, as she passed the bottle to her friend, who thankfully had been distracted, as we had our bonding moment.'I am going back to the halls', I answered, my tone and accent sounded superior, and her pretty face adopted a quizzed look, 'Residence', I added, 'Halls of Residence, I'm a student,. “Probably not.” I answered. “But I’ve only tasted you.” Before I could react, she jumped up and kissed me, her tongue carrying the last bits of my cum with it. “No, you don’t taste like that.” I stated emphatically. “It’s OK I guess.” She mused. “I’m sure I’ll get used to it.” She cuddled up next to me smiling. “This is nice.” “I wish we’d started sooner.” She straddled me again, dropping those luscious tits in my face one more time. “You got another condom?” I just smiled. Damn, this was.