Kissing Cerys' forehead, Jefferson climbed off her and grabbed a tissue from the bedside table and wiped his cock. Sliding beneath the bed covers, he ...ncouraged Cerys to do the same. Jefferson put his arm around her and pressed her head into his chest. ‘I haven’t known you to be that horny in a while darling, it was quite a surprise actually.’ Cerys felt her body stiffen with fear. Had Jefferson read her mind? Before she pushed that irrational thought away, of course, he couldn’t. ‘Really?’. ”“Hah,” cried her sister. “I’m wearing my old squash blossom skirt and that off-the-shoulder blouse, and they’ll never look at you.”“You can’t wear that. Look at the dress code.”“I can pull it up on my shoulders,” said Kimberly, smiling.“And let your boobs hang out, oh yes, that’ll be good.”“We’ll see. I can wear that half bra of yours,” Kim inhaled and licked her toy, having finished her Kegel exercises for the afternoon after an even one hundred ten-second clampings. “I’m going over to the. . I wasn't sure whether I could. For them, it would be a 'no strings attached' kind of encounter. For me, there were strings. I knew that I had strong feelings for her, but there was still a distance between us; I could easily separate the Master from his slave. To date, there had been nothing in the way of real sex between us, not even in a Clintonesque way. That might be about to change, and I was afraid of how I might feel after I had taken her sexually. So far I had known only one woman in. Where you're pinching ... like a baby, kind of."Before seeing his mother and sister naked, Frank's only experience with a woman's covered flesh had been the few times he'd caught sight of a woman feeding a baby from her breast. Even then he couldn't see much, and the women didn't like him watching them, even though they were doing it right in front of him."He did," she said. She tried to imagine what that would feel like."Can I try that?" he asked. There was longing in his voice."I don't know,".