The bedroom. Come.’ The voice sounded. Kathy wasn’t sure which she was more … terrified or intrigued. She decided on intrigued and dried her bod..., still enjoying how lovely she was in her mid-30’s. Brant had grown less interested, that still baffled her, because she certainly hadn’t let herself go in any way. She worked out religiously, made herself pretty and enjoyed nice lingerie and was almost an exhibitionist. Brant … eh, his loss, Kathy decided. As she reached the doorway to the Master. . Mr.Sharma! Lick my pussy!” I begged.Then Mr.Sharma removed my fingers away and pulled my pussy-lips wide with strong, thick fingers. He slid his tongue out and licked my slit as I gasped and arched hard, my mouth jerking open, my head arching back. My hands flew to my breasts and I crushed them taut. Mr.Sharma’s tongue rippled up and down my wet pussy. His tongue swirled and rolled, twisted this way and that, flicked at my gorged clitoris. I gasped and I bit back of my hand to keep from. His claws were digging painfully into my lower belly, making me whimper a little.Suddenly, I felt his prick rub along my asscrack and I squirmed, now afraid at the very real possibility of him missing my vagina, and going into my ass instead! It hadn't even occurred to me as a possibility. I gasped as I felt the prick go lower, towards my puckered virgin asshole. Oh, no! I began panicking, trying to break away now, but it was no use-- Beefy was large and strong and holding me firmly in his. You’ll be doing a lot ofscenes similar to Part 1, except this time they will beanal.”“Wait a minute,” said Oliver. “I thought you said thatonly Christie would be doing anal in Part 2.”“That’s right, Oliver, but we don’t want to waste anytime. We’re just taking a short break after Part 2before we start Part 3. So we’re taking care of all thecleaning now.”Oliver started to say something else, but then he sawChristie looking.