As the minutes dragged on, I noticed a change in her breathing. It became deeper and her breath came a bit quicker. Now she had stopped saying anythin..., and was fully concentrating on her approaching orgasm. The only sound was a low moan coming from deep inside her. Then, with the single word "yes", she thrust her other arm under the blanket. In my mind's eye I could see her spreading those lovely pussy lips apart, fully exposing her clit to the fingers of her other hand. She began to pant as. My hips rising off the bed to take my fingers as deep as I possibly could I was going to explode and I could see that Barry was there as well.Faster I finger fucked myself as I gasp for air……”Oh Barry, I’mmmmmmm, I’MMMMMMM, CCCUUUUUMMMMINNNNNG!”As I rode my fingers to an explosive orgasm, I watched as Barry’s hand moved faster up and down on his cock. His body suddenly tensed as he groaned and I watched as his dick spewed his hot cum all over his stomach and chest.We both felt naughty but. Each one of them tried to court her with words and riches; they were barely a nudge away from falling down, and she took pleasure to topple a few for her personal pleasure. Livia had a great time, really, but it would have been greater without this pressure and itching on her back, and now something was pulling her hair."Good Lord, can't you even leave me in peace for a few minutes -"She turned her head around and saw a large mastiff abusing her back, menacing of toppling her if she resisted or. Woodburn was seated at her vanity in bra and panties applying her makeup and fussing with her hair. On the bed was the floor-length, sheer, white nightgown I had packed on Mr. Woodburn’s recommendation. I knew it well. Trudy had seen it in one of the shops we visited and insisted I get it after seeing me in it. She was convinced it could come in handy sometime with a client. It was one of those gowns that were held by thin straps at the shoulders. The back was non-existent. It simply.