Go upstairs and start your homework." As Marcia left the room, Carol quickly ran upstairs to the bathroom in her own bedroom. She locked the door and ...uickly pulled her skirt up around her waist. She unbuttoned her blouse and began playing with her nipples. With her other hand she began to finger her pantyhose covered cunt. She masturbated herself while fantasizing about making love with Marcia while they were both wearing pantyhose. She quickly brought herself to three body shaking orgasms. As. It was seldom seen in a female pampered in the soft chains of western decadence and her mature status in life gave her further credit for feminine mystique. There was no doubt she could use additional schooling on the use of her well-constructed mouth and needed some tutoring on the employment of her willing tongue in obedient submission to male pleasure. She had admitted to him that her excellence skills in the art of kissing came from shameful episodes in her past in the company of other. . be my..." I struggled on."Yes!" ... concubine?" Yes!" I think we have it," the Civil Service guy carped, rolling his eyes. "Come on, we'll take you out the way we came in..." He led off, and I held Rachel's hand as we threaded our way to an otherwise empty office with a transport pad in it. The guy turned to Rachel and gave her the eye and I said, "Come out of the dress, Honey Bun." Okay." The yellow sundress hit the floor without fanfare. I could tell the guy wasn't thrilled, but Rachel. "Fine and you'll stay the night of course." Yes, please and leave again after lunch on Sunday. Joanna's got to get back to London." That sounds good. I look forward to meeting you, Joanna." Same here, Mrs Carstairs. Goodbye." And goodbye to both of you. Keep in touch, Simon." Yes, Mum. 'Bye." She sounds a bit fierce," observed Joanna slightly dubiously."Shyness, darling. You wait. She'll be gentle and friendly when you meet her, I promise." Hope so." Know so."The following two weeks went by.