When she finished, it was hard to look at the girl’s ass without gasping: it was scarlet red and covered with welts, some of which bled a little.?Th...t will teach you how to talk to your Mistress,? said Miss Westlake, wiping the sweat from her forehead. ?Now start working on my pussy, slave. I became so horny looking at you that I deserve three consecutive orgasms at least.?The pussy of her Mistress was the staple treat of Christine’s sessions. If she wanted, Christine could remember each and. I got my tongue as deep into her as I could, while kissing and sucking her clit and labia. I took my tongue and pulled it out of her and down to the bottom of her pussy. I licked up one side of her, all the way to her sweet clit, then back down the other side. Then I went right up the middle spreading her pussy lips with my tongue, getting to the top and stopping to suck and nibble on her clit. Her hips were rocking so hard, I had to be careful not to get bucked right off the bed. She grabbed. I wandered in to use the bathroom and I accidently (No k**ding) opened the door to the one she was in. I quickly shut the door and apologized but I had already seen heaven! Sarah was in there with her top and bra off sucking on one of her huge juggies. The areola was about 3" at least around I swear and milk was dribbling from around her lips as she sucked away on the nipple. The other beauty just hung there in full sight with drops of milk coming from the nipple and dripping onto the sink.. She started to unbutton her shirt as we kissed, and I took that over. She worked on my shirt as I opened hers up, my hands roaming over her exposed breasts, thumbs rubbing lightly over her nipples. I kissed them then, running my tongue in fast circles over and around her nipples. We kissed again, tongue dancing against tongue in a version of “mouth twister”. Her hands were rubbing my nipples now, and I sent my hands down on a mission to open up the possibilities residing in her jeans. As I did,.