"Wow" Corey said, "I still can't get over seeing that." Emily examined herself carefully, still trying to get used to having been turned into a 15 yea... old boy again. She chuckled, saying, "I was going to suggest that we try this again sometime, but I wasn't expecting it to be quite so soon." Corey smiled back. After a few more minutes, Emily reluctantly said "We can meet again tomorrow afternoon and change back to normal." Corey nodded agreement, "But until then, I guess I'll have to cover for. I arched my back and started bucking back and forth into his face as my orgasm exploded. My arse hole and pussy hole clamped tightly round his fingers and his tongue kept flicking as I screamed out, until I begged him to stop. My boyfriend looked up, his face was covered in my juices and as he kissed me I could taste them. 'I am ready,' I moaned at him and turned myself over. My boyfriend quickly pulled down his jeans and his cock was shiny and red and stiff as a rod. I pointed over to my. This had been a good session. I enjoyed it and I allowed my slut to enjoy it too. That pleased me. If it had not then she would not have been able to have so much fun. But I enjoyed her pleasure. That was what it was about for me. My pleasure and hers. She was a lucky sub. Her Master enjoyed it when she did too. Our next get together was not for a week. We would see if she was a loyal sub. I called her to come again at 8 and she was there to the minute. She was a well trained sub. Someone else. Other than getting up close and personal with her panties and smelling all the strong aroma of her obviously hairy cunt (very puffy and you could see the black hairs) and being curious of that, I always loved playing with her feet. I learned to appreciate pretty feet very early in life. She always had her toe nails painted bright red to match her finger nails and her lipstick (that never really changed over the years). Her feet are very detailed, if I recall her feet are a size nine, she has.