My hand dropped to my sides, numb compared to the ecstasy of my release. Merritt licked at my head, gathering every last drop.I opened my eyes and gaz...d at her soft, swollen lips. She smiled, pleased with her success.After a last lick of her tongue, she purred, "Happy?" Intensely happy," I exclaimed."I learned long ago, I didn't have much of a gag reflex." No, one has ever done that for me before," I responded honestly, a little embarrassed at my own actions. "That was one of the most passion. Fuck Ottawa and the racist creeps who live and work in it, seriously. I love my university campus because it’s racially diverse, you see lots of students of all colors, and for the most part, we get along. That’s how the rest of Canada ought to be. Maybe it’ll be that way once we so-called visible minorities outnumber white Canadians in all the major cities. It’s going to happen even if that xenophobic creep Prime Minister Stephen Harper fights against it. Bozo can’t stop us all. I was walking. He turned me around and bent me over the kitchen island. He slid my panties to the side and started to run his tongue over my ass. I could feel his hot tongue licking at my asshole through the pantyhose. He ripped a little hole in my hose so he could bury his tongue deep in me. I reached back and pressed his head in between my ass cheeks as my moans told him how much I enjoyed his work.He stood up and slipped a finger in my asshole than another. I could hear him fumbling with his belt and. .." And did you Ms Durance not purchase a two hour private class for four with a Mr Marcelo Demarco for this evening as a wedding gift for the aforementioned Miss Silvers?" Well, yes. But there must be some mistake, the ad said that..." I do not do mistakes missy. My calling, my passion, my life is teaching the art of the titty-fuck. And if you have booked a class with me, then learn to titty-fuck you shall! Now, let's not waste any more time ladies and quickly remove your tops and bras." Look.