Madame rolled my nipple between her satin-encased fingers as I rode myself to a screaming orgasm. Still sipping her sherry, Madame excused me for the ...ight and as I dressed to go to my room, I watched her consider the wet phallus for some time before leaving her presence. In her careful tutelage, I learned the delicate and deliberate ways of her craft. I also made a wide array of business contacts from which the tools of the trade may be discretely purchased. I owe a good deal of my business. . it's almost slipping right out, plunging right in and it's stretching me so good I can't stop.My cunt is sort of billowing weirdly as Kate's fist pumps it, and then I remember how much she loved it when I popped me fist in an out of her cunt, and I pull it all the way out for a second. She gasps, and then she screams with bliss as I punch it right back into her! I feel her tugging and pulling at my cunt, and her fist pops out too! I tremble cos I know she's going to do me like I'm doing her.. His hand on my waist was doing wonders to my lust and the hotness in the air seemed to increase. I looked in his eyes and smiled. My fingers were doing the job on his back while we were dancing in the dim light. I was wearing green sari with backless matching blouse. The absence of bra was making things worse and the proximity of our closeness forced me to do something mischievous.Knowingly or unknowingly, I brushed my hand on his dick over his jeans. To my surprise, it was hard already.“Oh,. " You picked me specifically?" Of course. This study is about the ability to resist orgasm, so we picked a young lady in her sexual prime who was, shall we say, a slut."Cassandra stuttered."Don't think I don't know of your sexual activities," Dr. Smith continued. "Men, women, gangbangs, all of it, and multiple orgasms every time. And you masturbate nearly twice a day. That's an impressive collection of vibrators you have, by the way. But I digress. You were selected because of your love of.