As I drank in the view her spreading outer vulva allowed the delicate strips of skin to separate and reveal the depth of her cunt. A slightly creamy j...ice now pooled at the entrance to her hole before she gave a little twitch of her muscle and it ran as a slick bead over the outer step of her sex down to her puckered arsehole. I lowered my face to her.She gasped loudly as my hot tongue met her fluid centre. Her thighs spread further apart and I began my serious lapping at her. I sucked her fat. She moved her hands from her pleasure and took hold of his shaft in one hand and his testicles in the other. She milked him with her hands and her mouth as the first gush of warm creamy liquid splashed against the back of her throat. As Scott continued his release, Angel continued to milk him dry. She massaged his balls in the one hand, ran her fingers up and down his shaft, along the long vain, pushing every drop into her waiting mouth.As her Master started to relax Angel remained on her. Her skin, although not healthy, was still much smoother than mine. Her hairless legs and smooth abdomen aroused me. I laughed as I thought of the hard on I would have if I had a penis. I reached out mechanically to stroke it, but found my hand caressing a smooth triangular patch of hair growing like a meadow on the smooth round mound of the uterine hill. Her hair fell into my eyes as I leaned over to looked at my crotch. I found that erotic too. Perhaps this experience was a figment of. It WAS more fun. Forty minutes later we were in bed, still naked, laughing, sighing, giggling, and finally she was in my arms quivering through her second orgasm. The final act of consciousness was to turn out the bedside lamp and slide into each other's arms.In the dark, I felt the bed jump slightly and I knew that the cat had decided that it was safe for him to join the warm spot. His normal position was now up next to Nikki.Wednesday morning was back to work. It was routine for me, at least.