He stopped near my travel bag and looked at the clothes that were lying on the floor. Looking towards the bathroom, he began to scratch his head. With...swift hand movements, he picked up the panty and shoved it inside his pocket!I was expecting a different approach, but that was inviting enough. I closed the door and responded to his startled look with a mischievous smile. He quickly turned his head to the right, acting as though he had seen nothing.“I’m so sorry, madam. I should have knocked. Her hands rested on the backs of his as she slowly moved them down her chest and pressed them to her breasts. She left them there, removing her hands and letting the boy feel her up. He looked like he was in heaven, holding those firm mounds in his trembling hands, the fat nipples poking into his palms. Go ahead, she continued. Squeeze them, rub them, have fun with them. Get to know my body. Thats what were here for. Oooh, he moaned involuntarily as he massaged her melons, at first hesitantly,. And the Women would take turns mounting “Tornado tongue” one after another to blow his Cock and see who could make him Cum first, before his tornado tongue worked its Magic and got her Pussy wet and brought her to an Orgasm.An HOUR later, all 10 women were lying on the floor, panting and sighing, their legs spread open, Pussy-Lips quivering and pussy-juice dripping down their legs,Begging for another Pussy-Eating Session with Ken.THE TORNADO TONGUE, HAD STRUCK AGAIN!!-End-[/ There Once was a. In the midst of these false explanations of the nature of my future service, we were rung for down again, and I was reintroduced into the same parlour, where there was a table laid with three covers; and my mistress had now got with her one of her favourite girls, a notable manager of her house, and whose business it was to prepare and break such young Fillies as I was to the mounting-block: and she was accordingly, in that view, allotted me for a bed-fellow; and, to give her the more.