Fascinated, we watched as Leia’s gleaming head, with its faint stubble, moved closer to the hard shiny swells so the girl could slavishly lick the hard, taut curves of Uta’s jutting asscheeks. I felt a powerful surge of desire well up in me as a knot of lust formed in my belly. My responsive manhood rose to the occasion, twitching with swelling excitement.

Once she had that narrow butt covered with trails of saliva, the randy whoremaster instructed the kneeling girl to clasp Uta’s hips and thrust her tongue deep into the narrow crevice. The probing tongue sent Uta jerking upright; a quiver of pleasure shot through her shoulders and rippled down her back as the seeking tongue slithered in to explore the hidden valley. Still not content, my insatiable host ordered the girl to open up the clamping asscheeks and expose Uta’s tiny anus to our eyes. She was to suffer the ultimate humiliation of being forced to bring her lips to her rival’s asshole. And this, too, she did humbly-not with the distaste one might expect to see, but with increasing enthusiasm, for by now both women were squirming in heat, their arousal evident.

Uta had her eyes clenched tight. Her shorn head was bobbing back Her hands tightened on her knees as she clung to hold on against the onrush of pleasure being generated by that loving tongue. Leia dug her thumbs into the deep division and pried the mounds apart, licking assiduously, diving in between the splayed cheeks with enthusiasm, so she soon had her rival moaning and writhing helplessly.

Suddenly the old satyr, with his perverse sense of timing, abruptly ordered a stop to the action.

Leia fell back and sat on her heels, shoulders slumped, her head hung low, her breathing ragged.