She instructs me to take my panties off as well. She approaches me and lifts up each of my breasts, examining them and I begin to realize what it is s...e really wants. She tells me to turn around and bend over the single table in the room and I comply. I feel her spread my ass cheeks open and then, without warning, she sticks a finger up my ass. I immediately get nervous because I have never been with a woman before. Yet, her hands on me, and now her finger in my ass, are making me very aroused.. He whispered "You're mine now." Lightly in my ear, followed by a chaste kiss on my neck, sealing the statement into reality. I giggled lightly. "Do I make good property?" His hands started their traveling again as he pondered his answer for a moment, before he smiled and said, "You may just be my most prized possession." That statement alone could have made me weak at the knees, but it was combined with the sensation of his fingers rubbing softly against my womanhood, teasing me. "You like that. Her jaws parted again, that long, winding tongue snaking towards him. He felt it brush his scaly lips, its tapered tip probing, its azure surface glistening. Tepin couldn’t help but open his mouth, his heart skipping a beat as the slippery surface of her organ glided against his own. Its texture was incredibly soft and smooth, like wet velvet, strands of her saliva drooping from his chin as she pushed more of its length inside.It explored him, its silky surface brushing against the roof of his. My project guide was a very friendly teacher, Sonal ma’am. She was a great faculty. She had completed her master’s a couple of years back. She was a researcher and teacher at our college. I used to call her every day to let her know my progress about the final stage of the project. Somedays went like this. Both of us used to speak on call every day. Initially, it was just about the project. She used to take updates from me about the project. Slowly, things changed.I started initiating some.