She jumped onto the bed, pulled off her clothes, panties, but kept her tight bra on for last. She knew she had the breasts of an 18 year old, but choo...e to hide them because if she had big tits, she could draw in the wrong crowd, so she bought tight bras to hide them. She snapped off her bra at last and started to rub the vibrator next to her pussy, she was already pretty wet, so it did not take long before she started to pump the vibrator hard and fast into her sweet, precious cunt. After. I feel your arms on my shoulders giving me a gentle acknowledging squeeze before they return to their secure resting spot behind the grasped cotton sheets you seem to be tearing at.I kiss as close as I dare to start with along the line of fabric that is your soft cotton panties, I need to find where the sweet scent is coming from, it’s like a magical d**g that is soaring through me, and I can feel my own wetness oozing from my penis as we touch.As I move across your delicate fair skin I feel it. And fucks. Then they could run off back to their sugar daddies, content that they’d done something daring. They probably all sat around drinking champagne at lunch and recounting their exploits with those from the ‘other side.’ Hansen had fucked a few in his day. Sort of his way of giving the finger to the privileged. Geez, you’re funny tonight, Hansen. The finger…. He wasn’t in the mood to engage tonight, but she grated on him. It wasn’t her fault. Everyone did. Talking to people or listening. By the way, is that your real name?" he grinned."Yes sir, it is," I said with chuckle and immediately regretting it."I don't recommend laughing, coughing or sneezing for the next little while. You're going to find it uncomfortable until the wounds heal. I'm Doctor Hilliard, by the way."Georgette had stepped back and was sitting in the chair, listening to the conversation."How much damage did he do?" I asked."The slash on your chest is pretty much superficial. It wasn't deep, but it took.