He didn’t need to ask about whom she was referring.“Good,” Ellen said. She went over to the coffee pot and poured a cup of coffee. She returned ...o the table and took a seat. She stared into her cup.Chef Rupert looked down at his cup of coffee. He sighed. He looked up when Molly snuck into the room. He cleared his throat and watched the woman jump two feet in the air. He asked, “What’s the matter?”“Is he here?” Molly asked.“No,” Chef Rupert said.“Good,” Molly said. She went over to the coffee. I can cleary see her panty was getting inside her vagina taking the shape of her vagina… suddenly she kept one of her hand over her stomach & slid it down to her naval & then to her panty, i was seeing all this, now she’s entering the danger zone… her hand in the green panties she had wore… i dont know what she might be thinking doing this…. but i was throbbing my cock beside the curtains… she’s now fingering her vagina .. slowly slowly & abruptly she increased her pace & uttering some name... "I looked down. When I put his hands high on my thighs, I put them palms down. His thumbs were resting on the inside of my thighs, very close to my panties. I liked what it looked like. I wished he'd move them up and touch my pussy. I knew he wouldn't. The more I felt his hands on me, the more I wanted him to feel me. I rested my hands on his. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind. I looked over at. He continued to rub her private parts with one hand, while playing with her pert little bosoms with the other. Her pink nipples were standing up like two little strawberries.By this time, most of the other officers were rubbing the front of their tight breeches, revealing some impressive bulges. As Lydia watched with delight, one of them unbuttoned himself and took out his manhood, which was standing to attention in fine military style. He smiled at Lydia as he stroked it proudly.Lydia could.