“You can touch, too.” She took his hand, and placed it between her breasts. His breath shortened as he touched the soft skin of her breasts, the e...citement making his heart pound. He lifted his other hand and placed it, too, on her breasts, as he tenderly felt their soft flesh, stroking them with a circular motion ending with one hand on each nipple. She gasped as his fingers found each nipple, and arched her back, so that her robe fell open, her breasts bared. Then she reached out with one. My Mistresses were seated in their thrones when Hermine let me in. The 3of them were naked but for the 9 inch strap on that Hermine wore alongwith a pair of killer red platform heels. We all had a glass of wine anda nice bowl of weed to smoke and I then had my arms bound to an overheadhook.Hermine opened the buckle at the bottom of my skirt and pulled if snug,forcing my legs tightly together. Cara commented on how it gave my ass anice heart shape, but added that hearts should be red in color,. His fingers moved up and down my pussy lips, occasionally pressing in, my dampness easing the way. That was the first invasion of my feminine parts other than by my own fingers. Or my mother's vibrator.Meanwhile, I had his zipper down and his blood filled cock in my hands, slowly masturbating him as we kissed, a tissue firmly in place to prevent his cum from inaugurating my sheets, something I didn't want to have to explain to my mother. In words of one syllable, she would fucking kill me. Sal. I love stockings . that's ok , I say . him , can I touch your stockings please..cause you can ...he runs his hand up and down my leg , my skirt was pulled down nice and neat and it wasn't long before his hand goes slightly underneath o touch the lace of the stocking top . all the time his breathing was getting heavier and heavier . I was enjoying it a lot , his touch was so soft and gentle ,the way I like it . I start to get a hard on . hw starts to talk out loud . god I don't believe this ,.