“Give it to deepthroat me!” She hissed, “Oh god, give it to me now!” I opened her tight hole with my thumbs, and she shivered from head to toe. I couldn’t just take her like that. There was only one chance for a first time. It would torture her, yes, but it would also pleasure her beyond comprehension. I lowered my face to her depths, rested my parted lips around her rim. She hissed, her pelvic floor popping, her ass opening and closing violently. My tongue slithered out, and gently rounded her taut pink rim, slowly and sensually, lovingly tasting her filthiest place, but oh, it was clean. Her moan almost sounded fetish mournful, and with each pass of my tongue, her anal muscles relaxed, soothed by the tender repetition. When her aperture had uncoiled fully, I dipped my tongue into the relaxed center, and pushed inside. “Oh god!” She cried, and backed her ass into my face, swallowing my head near to the ears. I rough pet her pussy as I swirled her smooth innards, tasting the decadence of her sinful channel, relishing every fluttering contraction that accompanied her gasps slut and whimpers. I rotated my sucking lips about her rim, drawing the tender flesh to a swollen ring filled with sensation, then my mouth left her with a pop, and I rose to a ebony kneeling position behind her. “Give it to me!” She demanded. “No.” I giggled, “I’m sorry, Adrianna, but you wanted Eva to train me. Well, I know what I want now. I’m not going to be your sweet little fuck-toy anymore.” It was a bit more soft yet still had the subtle scent of a man as her hand moved up and down is completely shaved balls. Tim peeked around the corner. "But we can corroborate what's going on!" I quickly looked her way, and as I stood up, I smiled at her and saying, “Hi back,” as we ebony moved to greet each other. I will show her the same respect and courtesy, Miss Anderson. “Amy, what issue are you talking about?” I dare you, kiss me,” she challenged, looking quite pleased with herself. Tera gave me an annoyed look, deepthroat pressed something into my hand, and then crawled past Astrid as the winged beauty crawled to me. Astrid was laced with soft muscle, stacked with the biggest tits I’d ever seen, blessed with a backside of supple perfection, and painted with a face of stoic exquisiteness. She tries to remain calm. “Yes princess, it is. Are you ready to be fetish a bitch?” TRICK!” “The real slut reason you like being called a whore,” I whispered into her ear as I added the fourth finger to her ass, causing her entire back to wrench in concavity, “is rough because you secretly want to be one.” But what came after was a whole new low for her. His dick throbbed between my breasts. “Oh yeah, I sure did.