Then she pushed her tongue deeper between pink pussy lips. Lick, lick, lick, up and down her slippery slit. Rachel started moaning, enjoying the felli...g in spite of the strangeness of the situation. When Rachel’s orgasm washed over her it was the strangest feeling she ever had. A slow warm tingling that spread from her tummy to her toes. Not a strong hot horny explosion, but a long shiver of pleasure. Before she even realized it, Mercy was gone from between her legs and back over by the chair,. ?Now they fit her like a second skin, constantly caressing her nude sex with the teasing lace. ?She buttoned up the smock and exited the room in a hurry. Room 146 was just a few doors down, so she had seconds to spare asshe knocked on the door.At first she heard nothing from inside and felt very awkward standing there in someone else's used panties. ?Why had she played along? ?The tingling arousal answered that question. ?For years, she had secretly dreamed of someone who took command of her. I placed my hands on her hips as I replied saying I'm glad you enjoyed it. She then said thank you it was really great and well needed. I told her that she's welcome and then we went to the kitchen and I poured us a both a single vodka lime and lemonade. We both sat on the kitchen counter opposite each other while we chatted and sipped on a drink and once we finished our drinks Kyla slowly got dressed as I put my gown back on and then helped her pack up her things.12h45 once all was packed up I. I need to do something. He needs my help, doesn’t he? And she did it again. Awwww, I so need to help my son. “Honey,” she said in the quietest, sweetest tone of voice she could muster. “Are you okay? Sweetheart,” and she stepped up and put a hand on his shoulder, gently, and asked “Can I help you honey?” He continued to rock back and forth. He did not respond to her question. So Cynthia sat down, carefully. Cynthia hesitated before allowing herself to lay a hand on his shoulder. She loved her.