‘Do I have permission then? To keep going? To touch you?’ ‘Oh, yes.’ ‘Yes, what?’ Miss Rose asks, matter-of-factly. ‘Yes, you have permi...sion to touch me Miss Rose.’ ‘Good!’ Miss Rose chirps, with a smile. Now, she places her hands onto Ashley’s feet. Her thumbs roll over their arches causing Ashley to breathe deeply, almost musically. ‘I used to be a masseuse you know, in a past life,’ Miss Rose giggles, full of charm. ‘Ohh, I can tell!’ Ashley praises, almost drunkenly. ‘I used to be… I don’t. I was fingering my mom and liking it. She began to moan and held my wrist tight with both hands. She use my fingers as a dick in her. I was masturbating my own mom.“That’s it Johnny…that’s it baby…oooo….you got it….this turns you on, doesn’t it. You wish it was your boner in me, don’t you…you can say it, tell me how bad you want to have sex with me…..say it.”I told her what she wanted to hear.I got to listen and watch my own mom orgasm with my fingers in her warm wet pussy.I shot a load in my. We eyed each other in silence for a moment. ‘Do you have any mistletoe on you?’ she asked in a low voice. ‘If you do, you’re welcome to hold it over my head.’ Another stretch of silence. With no thought but for the moment, I took Julie into my arms, gazed into her eyes for a second, and then, kissed her deeply. Not a friendly kiss, but the way a man kisses a woman, nothing held back. She hesitated, then, embraced me hungrily as my tongue found hers. I moved my hands down and pressed them into. Those little covert glances she gives you, the way she stares at your lips sometimes--that's key. Means she wants to press her lips against yours, push her tongue inside your mouth..." Faith started to grind her hips against Buffy's, working the Slayer even harder. Buffy had to admit that the thought of kissing Willow was pretty exciting. But Faith seemed to be getting off on it, too. "And that doesn't bother you?" "Bother me? Fuck no!" Faith grinned. She leaned down, nuzzling Buffy's neck and.