The oil and massage continued to the tops of the inside of my thighs and all round my ass. Her fingers just touching, teasing my asshole, kneading dee...ly, then brushing lightly, continuing all the time with that feather touch on my balls.Jesus, were those fingers talented! It took a lot of self-control not to blow my wad right there and then. The towel was then moved to allow access to the other leg, and it started all over again with my other foot. If anything, the feelings were even more. She was moving slightly and pushing back against my tongue as it now probed right on that puckered entrance. ‘Fuck yes, James. Go on,’ she grunted. I curled my tongue making it firmer and pointed and pressed hard on the hole. I can never get it in far, but enough to pleasure her and to excite me as it was now. ‘Oh yes,’ she groaned, moving one hand from the window I noticed and pinching her nipple. I probed and pushed and she wiggled and pushed back. ‘Now fuck me, come on fuck me, now,’ she. Kat had been training with the Chief since her first week and found that she had a real knack for mayhem. She had trained in the martial arts on multiple worlds and in several different disciplines, but as much for the self-discipline and the exercise as for the fighting capabilities it offered. This new Path style combined much of what she had been taught and added a focus that she had lacked. The smooth flow of movement, the level of concentration required and the sheer brutality of it. After a couple hours, Eric's girl called it a night. He and I decided we were going to have a few more drinks and catch up some more. A few more lead to a lot more, and before I even knew it, I was wasted. Him too. I don't remember exactly how, but we got to talking about college and how no one used to know about us messing around. He made a joke about the night I couldn't get it up for him, and I instantly became defense, insisting I was simply too drunk. Happens to everyone.He laughed,.