Slowly her fingers moved to her thighs, then ever closer to her clitoris. She spread her legs and gently massaged her labia and touched her vagina. Sh... rolled over and ran her hands over her bottom, gently caressing her backside as she rubbed her front over the bed. She then flipped on her back to continue teasing herself up front. Suzanne very quietly moved about the bed with her camera, capturing everything in minute detail. Cecilia's expression changed as she moved closer and closer to. And because Gary was there, she promised to limit the jargon."Physically, Saralinda is fine. There's no indication of lasting physical effects from her overdose of pills, I found no indication she'd ever abused drugs, her blood work all was normal. Nothing to worry about."Her current psychological state is pretty good, though she does not have a lot of buffering in her mood control. Recollections of difficult times quickly illicit physiological reactions; she's just as quick to turn almost. We were too much of a kind for that; no it was mutual admiration. We were to become soul mates.Loraine had barley known her parents who were in the diplomatic service.Her childhood was spent at obscure boarding schools.At thirteen she was informed they had died while on active service.Then she was ‘taken on’ by Aunt Gelda who set about completing her “education” at home; often in the bedroom.She’d moved into her own apartment before she was eighteen and knew her way round the private sex. Cathy had a very attractive figure, but she was by no means a model. She was tall, with long brown hair and had a larger frame, which was a good thing as she had the most delicious set of natural d-cup breasts. Her tits were capped by large nipples that would get very erect whenever she was aroused. She had had a sheltered upbringing, and had not had many boyfriends before we met. She knew, from looking at porn on the internet with me, that most women her age shaved themselves bald, but.