My cock was hard. I smiled.I went back to my room roused my bed-warmer and enjoyed her at the side of the high bed, horsing her standing, bouncing her...on my hard rod until she collapsed blubbering and was barely able to rise to her knees to suck me clean and lick my throbbing balls. Her tenure was about accomplished, and I'd soon have to seek another and let my friends have her for their pleasure and relief. Few bed-girls lasted more than a month or two. The supply, fortunately, was practically. He looked at her bald pussy, making her look so young, the reason she could get away with that underage teasing.His face moved right up to her delta and kissed her mons, smooth with the tiniest of stubble. He sucked on it as she moaned quietly. His mouth went over her slit. He smelled her female odor, tinted with perfumed soap. His arousal increased as he tasted her the first time with his tongue. He licked into her slit, not holding back. Her legs squirmed as he attacked her with his mouth and. I walk to the kitchen placing my jacket on the chair by the table. I go to the fridge and get a cold drink, opening it and taking a well deserved drink I place it on the table. As I do I notice something under the magazine on the table. It appears to be a photo, I pull the bottom of it and as it comes from below the magazine it is revealing a lady in a black work business dress suit. With her hair tied up and glasses on. It takes my brain a while to realise that it is a picture of you. I didn’t. I liked that a lot.We must have waited like this for a long time. My moisture had dried and Mistress's drooling was getting worse. At one point I was almost certain that I heard her dripping on the floor. I wonder if it was from her pussy or from drooling. Oh how I longed to touch her breasts and kiss her drooling mouth. I imagined that I was forced to lie on the floor with my head under her pussy while it dripped into my ring gagged mouth. Maybe she would even need a pee? Perhaps I should hint.