Feeling her firm breasts, not gently squeezing the nipples, seeing if she leaked and felt the weight of each, full, yes but as I expected, not too big... But my fingers would not wait since her stomach was waiting. I slid my hands down, inspecting her skin, checking for discoloration and blemishes but also eager to explore her navel. Oh yes, she had children, that was for sure but they were sold away and she was strong and healthy and would bear more if bred. Even so, her stomach was fine, so. As a c***d i had always been into dancing and my parents had always encouraged my sister and i so explore all types of dance, we went through them all from tap to ballroom to later on inlife pole dancing. My father had always been my knight in shinning armour, and a rock to both of us when mum was taken ill.when she sadly passed away he became chef,bottle washer,guide in everything he knew it all anything I asked he always had a answer, for both of us whilst always encouraging us to do our own. She said her reason for seeing my assistance was that, ?She wasn’t sleeping at night, she was not happy in her twelve year marriage, and that she needed help straightening out her thought processes.?Anna was a beautiful young woman - stunning in face and form. Tall, and slim of hip. In our first session, she answered my general questions stating that she was the mother of two school aged boys who were the pride of her life. She talked about how she met her husband at a local restaurant when he,. .I could help her, right? All I had to do was drop the stone. My grip loosened, the ache of blood flowing back into my palms stinging me.“Alright. If that’s what you need to calm down and stop all this fighting, then I’ll-”A thump popped long the inside of my skull, Psychic pressure rippling through the air. It was a command with the tone of a weak, desperate plea. It made me squint and my mouth snap shut.Don’t. Bad. Trap.Disjointed thoughts, coming from the softened mind of the Espeon. Her.