When my face got between her legs, I asked “here?” She didn’t say anything just nodded with her eyes closed. I opened her outer lips and stuck m... tongue between them. She moaned but I had the feeling it should feel a lot better for her.She guided my head, holding my hair, and I suddenly felt a tiny, firm spot on the tip of my tongue. As my tongue hit that magical little thing she gasped for air. So I continued on the spot, while her moans were getting louder and louder. I was a bit afraid that. Erica reached across me to slap her roommate’s thigh and pout-barked out, “No! My turn! Find your own!”I snickered and kissed her. “You’ll be next if you want to be.”Erica nodded enthusiastically, then looked down at my dick and asked, “How long’ll that be? Normally I’m not into sharing, but no way are you leaving this bed without satisfying me too.“My arms were wrapped comfortably around the two girls’ shoulders, relishing the sensations of their bare skin against mine. Amita shifted her hips. Surprising or not, inside my mansion, well, under the mansion if a large dungeon that my father built to keep his slaves, and now that he’s old, it was mine. It is really something that plagues nightmares.The dungeon is 12100 meters squared in area, extending far beyond the mansion itself, but ending somewhere in the large garden of the house.In there are 80 cells, a hundred meters each in area. Yes, that is quite a large area, but my father liked them that way, and so do I. I keep a slave in. She chuckled when she heard me being indignant, "I can assure you Crissiethat when you are running around in your maid's uniform doing yourvarious chores, and you feel the male eyes focused on your boobs or onyour nice legs and bum, you will get a sinister feeling of pleasure, evenmore so because you will know that under the disguise your male personais still there and you can fool those rough males. Believe me, it can bevery satisfying that feeling."Again, Pat the academic was pontificating.