She felt the delving finger on her clitoris again, moving in tiny circles; her arousal climbed higher and higher, a warm glow was beginning to ripple ...ut from her belly... Surely this wasn’t happening! Surely this Old Man couldn’t be giving her an orgasm with his fingers so soon into their assignation! That wasn’t the plan at all and yet... She had to get back in control! “Would you like me to touch you now?” she asked, wriggling her nearly-spasming vulva away before the building orgasm could. She said her boyfriend would take the breakup better if she told him they could still fuck and suck now and then, and asked if I would be okay with that. My dick came to attention as I pondered this suggestion. Again, I thought honesty was the best policy, so I told her that I’d really like it if she kept fucking him. I had come to terms with my weird desires and thought it would be great if she was fully on board with them. I needn’t have worried. She admitted that the idea turned her on too.. Marina continued with her task, paying little attention to the affect she was having on Eliza as she spread her labia for inspection and ran her finger over the tiny bud of her clit several times. Eliza moaned loudly and grinded against Marina’s hand desperately seeking release. “Ah, no no. Little one,” Marina exclaimed as she pulled her hand away, “The Lord would surely give me the fist if I made that little cunny cream before he did.”Eliza groaned as Marina pulled her towards the vanity so. It was a cold night and Jamie was dressed appropriately for the weather, wearing a long coat over her turtleneck sweater and a long skirt that went past her calves. With not much skin showing she had expected to make the short walk back to her apartment without incident. It had been a slow few weeks for her and honestly she felt like she could use the break, she loved the action and the excitement but getting raped constantly was physically taxing. She was enjoying consensual sex for a change.