I shivered as though it was me. That was one of my most sensitive spots. He slid one hand down flat over her stomach to part her swollen lips. Her ski... was so pale that her pussy was cherry red and flushed with excitement. I could see her wetness coating his fingers as he rubbed them over her clit, then slowly dragged them up and down her slit. Beth’s eyes hooded as he repeated the action again and again. Her breathing came a little short and I found mine matching hers, my thighs pressed tight. I had been making plans to get to America, but the outbreak of the continent wide war stifled any chance of that. Even when the French were masters of Europe, the English fleet’s blockade kept their ships in port. An occasional blockade runner might slip back and forth to the West Indies and other locations, but I didn’t intend to take the chance of being dragged on deck on a beautiful sunny day for inspection as contraband. So I settled down to wait things out, slowly moving farther south. When the lesson itself was about to start, Sensei introduced another aikidoka, Ray Croft, saying that Ray would be taking the class while he [Sensei] gave a one-on-one lesson on the other side of the mat. The new teacher was a young guy, in his late-20s I'd guess, but he was wearing a black belt and the black over-pants that the books called "hakama". Only Sensei was also wearing a hakama, so they were apparently a sign of rank. Certainly the black belts were; the students mostly having white. ” She just bent a little forward and removed her nightie completely saying “let’s get this out of the way since there is nothing I have that you have not seen already. Don’t be shy because I am your mother, remove all your clothes and let me see what you are hiding there…” with great difficulty I could barely speak and said “I know what you are saying mom but…” she just cut me off and said “do you want me to help you remove your clothes right now?” I almost jumped out of my seat and seeing that.