Jamuna’s fist began pumping his cock with some urgency. It was a moment when her passions had taken over her. "Touch me,” Jamuna whispered. ...His eyes lit up with eagerness as he gently raised his hand and stroked her silky cheeks. Jamuna’s eyes were half-closed as his hand dropped to her shoulder before pulling her towards him. She shuddered as he kissed her deeply. Her body was pressing against him and she instantly felt his cock brushing below her abdomen. His tongue popped out and. ”“Please do. If they think you have snubbed them, they will think that I have snubbed them. And, speaking of being rested for your visits,” he said,” I shan’t disturb you tonight.”That was all well and good, but she still had to deal with the cook. She sent for her, and waited in the breakfast room.“I’m sorry, Milady,” the cook said when she appeared in her night gear. “I had gone to bed. I have to be up early.”“And so you do.” Sophia was not going to apologize for waking her. “But this is. "Gina surprised us by getting down from her chair and went and gathered Lisa to her, hugging her. Gina was almost cooing to her, petting Lisa's head, telling her she was safe with her. Gina was still hugging Lisa, when she turned to me and said, "You can never take Lisa with you to do these things. I know men have to do what they do, but you don't take one you love into danger like that. Promise me, Chuck, you will never do this again?"I looked at Gina, "I promise, Gina. I will never. Then she felt something herself. A hand was stroking her right cheek, not the one on her face. It wasn't long before another one had been placed on her left side, just where the top of her denim skirt met the white camisole top, and within a minute, presumably the other tent hero, had the left hand inside her top, and was oh so gently stroking her tummy. It felt nice. She hoped it was the lad with the muscles and neat hair from the tent, he was kind of cute. Soon the hand was cupping her left.