I instantly cancelled the recording session I had scheduled for that time, even though it cost me a more than a bit in compensation. Nothing would sto... me from starring at my own party!I conjectured endlessly about what John would have planned for me. The only thing that I was sure about was that it would involve some S&M, because he had asked me to choose a safe word. The last days before the party were pure mental and physical torture, and then the date was upon me. John was due to pick me up. Again, on a night shift, we joked around. Until I had to go and take a piss. Out of fun she said the following: “Don’t piss on your trousers again.”I had to laugh. And gave her back: “Your offer helping me still valid?”She needed a few seconds to remember what I meant. She said: “Yes. Of course.”Hoping that I would pull out in the last second. Off we went, both to the men’s room. Me standing in front of a urinal. She next to me. Still no sign of pulling back in her. I wasn’t in the mood for it. Well, it's not long until graduation, so I guess she's got a point, though she's a bit of a nerd I guess. At least the beauty sleep seemed to do its job. Blonde, slim and tall, with long legs and perky little breasts, she was a bit of an eye-catcher.Finally, I could hear the door open and saw Emma stumble into the living room, wearing a white shirt and her tightest jeans, showing the shape of her round little ass, one of her main assets.When she had taken her boots off, I kissed her goodnight,. She lifts her skirt and shoves her ass in my face. I part her cheeks and get a good eyeful of her swollen pussy and her anus. Where to begin. Fuck it, tongue right in the centre of her asshole. I work it in as much as I can, gripping her thighs. I slide off the chair onto the floor and she follows calling me a fucking dirty bastard. She gets my cock out and leans forward to suck on it, but I have to stop her as I'm too close to coming in her mouth again. I pull her back on my face by the hips,.