Her First Anal

“Master, you know how sensitive I am.” I started patting her areolas, slapping adorable them with just enough force to energize the nerve endings and make her shudder. “And that’s exactly why I’m amateur playing with them.” I then pushed her forward, up against the window. I continued slamming into her like a blowjob battering ram, letting her tits knock on the cold glass. She shivered from the chill, her areolas kissing the windowpanes and feeling the autumn bite. There was condensation on the glass, from both her breath and the sweat on her skin. “My, my, look at how hard your nipples have gotten. They’re almost like strawberries.” I teased her, gripping her tits and pressing her nipples to the glass, just to see how large I could make them. “That’s because it’s Master,” she panted, suddenly looking embarrassed. I leaned forward and kissed her doggystyle on the shoulder. “But you know, more than your tits, I think what I love most of all are these soft puppy ears.” I started nibbling on the furry flaps, bringing up Sonja’s voice even higher. Having her ears nibbled, her boobs played with, and her pussy bombarded gave her a screaming climax, sapping all of her strength and leaving me to catch her. I was just about out of stamina and I Hardcore had one more load to blow. It was time for the grand finale. “Ok, girls, get on all fours with your tails pointed at me.” I fell backwards on the bedroom doggystyle floor and she pinned adorable me down and eased my rampant cock unerringly into her sopping snatch and began to hump up blowjob and down on my straining erection. “That amateur would be fun,” she said before continuing to suck on the toy. Wow, Jim. The slut teacher quickly discarded her clothes and knelt before her mistress. I was drooling all over Hardcore and pushing on his ass. I was late for the red-eye from Philly to San Francisco, and was dismayed to see a long line of people waiting to go through the metal detector.