.. But the more the thought bounced around her head the less it sounded like a good idea. The Mother would judge without understanding, something like...that wouldn't be fair? It wouldn't matter if Katherine's thoughts and faith were pure and true, in the eyes of the Mother it would be a sin regardless. What Katherine needed and deserved was an impartial judge, someone who knew what she was feeling, someone who could take all sides into account and decide whether Katherine needed to be truly. You see your body arch in the mirror as your hands mimic his lifting each breast, and gently squeezing each nipple. You sigh softly, or was it a moan? You turn back to face the mirror, as you move you right hand slowly from your breast, running your fingers along the skin of your tummy, lower and lower. You look at the image before you, so erotic, as you fingers slide through the soft tuft of hair over you pussy, gently tracing the meaty flesh of your pussy. You watch your finger disappear. I’ve laid towels on each seat in anticipation of the fruits of our labors, and I slowly stroke my cock and squeeze my balls as I watch her.“Nice cock, stud…” Her eyes slowly close - god, she’s so sexy! They open again, glazed with arousal. “Let’s both use our toys.”I smile at her. “I thought this was foreplay.”“It’s all foreplay until it’s not. I want to see you use it.”I sit back in my recliner and pull my knees up and apart, mimicking her pose. I’m surprised at how self-conscious I am as she. ..." you gasp, "you make my pussy so wet." The sexiness of your whisper tells me what your want and desire as I start to notice the sweet aroma of your pussy filling the air. I stand you back up as I get on my knees, kissing down your stomach. I linger a little longer than you'd hoped for but then you feel my hands tracing up your legs. You fall back into the wall with a distinctive thud that most likely didn't go unnoticed. My hands now half way up your silky legs have become more firm. What.