He knew she’d been listening. Somehow he knew everything. ‘Yes darling. Now I want you to touch.’ And oh, that voice, and his eyes, and the thou...ht of that woman touching herself for him on the other end of the line, her legs open, gleaming naked and wanton below her hiked up skirt, the folds of her sex open and hungry, his to take and use, ready to do whatever he wanted, to please him. Her blush deepened as she felt that familiar loosening feeling start between her own legs. She wanted to look. “I can try.”Her warm, comforting smile helped. “Good. Good, honey. That’s all you can do.”And as Hannah and I held each other, we agreed that first thing the next day, Claire and I would find some space and time alone to have a heart-to-heart talk. One which was probably long overdue, Things had moved on these last six weeks, and it had taken the closeness I’d seen earlier between Jason and Claire to jolt me out of my complacency to realize we needed to. "Who then to teach my little b*o how to blow his load?"“Could... could you teach me?” I beamed.“Um...” she stopped. "I don't think that's... Okay." You said it feels really good though! Please?" Ugh, a... Alright. If I teach you, you have to promise that we never speak of it again, you got it? Because this is some sexual stuff here, and i****t is super i*****l, but I don't se it as a huge crime if I'm just teaching you how to jack off.”“I promise, big s*s. So what's first?” I asked her.“Well,. Shifting direct and inviting eyes between her lovers, she used her teeth to tug the flesh onto her tongue. Laura waited a moment for drama, and to be sure she had undivided attention. Greg received her first exaggerated air kiss and then her husband. Dan’s breath caught as a not pink tongue appeared between Laura’s lips. The oyster seemed alive; it wriggled and curled sensuously. Oyster tongue appeared, retreated and appeared again. When the grey tongue returned to Laura’s mouth Dan began to.