I practiced sitting on my bed in front of the mirror. Susan watched me with curiosity. I crossed my legs and let out a shriek. I jumped up and shouted...no-way was I wearing this outfit. Susan asked what was wrong. I asked her to sit in a chair and watch me sit and cross my legs. As I did this, Susan started laughing. After a few moments her laughing slowed a little and she giggling she could see the tops of my stockings and the garters. Then she turned a little red and said nobody would doubt I. I could feel his tense muscles, not only on my fingertips but also on top of my body. I reached towards his member, slowly stroking his erect shaft. In order to fully take control, I decided to roll myself on top of him, straddling over his erection.A pulsating urge washed over me, enticing me to ride Aidan right this moment, to feel him inside me. I had to push that thought out of my mind because I knew I had to return the favor first. Similar to what he had done, I began by slowly kissing his. She raised her legs, wrapping them around his waist and hooking her ankles behind his back as he thrust harder, faster, and deeper into her hot wet flesh. Her hands reached up behind his neck and pulled him close to her. She kissed him deeply, her tongue dancing with his in rhythm to the thrusts of his hips.Jack groaned as her orgasm hit her and she sank her fingernails into his back. Her sheath convulsed and throbbed around his thrusting cock and he stiffened as he reached his own orgasm deep. She had agreed; she shouldn’t worry. But she did worry. They said that the first time hurt. He turned her around, pressed his front against her back, and held her breasts. The peaks ached like they did when they were too cold, but his hands were warm -- indeed, they were hot. Lord Charles kissed her neck while one hand passed across her belly to the joining of her thighs. Suddenly, the idea of his entering her body seemed less frightening and more exciting.“Now, dearest Bessie,” Charles said,.