." Whitey breathes as he strokes his hands over my breasts, down my tummy, and over my mound. I whimper as he lightly puts pressure on my clit, not le...ting up even as I moan. "I wasn't ignoring you--" a pinch of my clit interrupts my lie. "Okay, I was but I have my reasons," I finish. Whitey kisses my neck and strokes my pussy gently, his fingertips teasing my clit. "And those would be...?" he murmurs against my skin before tracing his tongue from my collarbone to my ear. "I--I didn't want to. He replied with that's cool I am too. Now the party was really looking upas Becky had expressed an interest in Vanessa from the shop before so I had to wonder if she hadever enjoyed another woman sexually as I knew Emma was bisexual and very kinky too.What seemed like hours passed as Marc and I sat chatting about all sorts and then the girls camewalking in. Becky in a black lace Basque and panties with stocking and her new 5 inch heels, her darkbrown hair falling to her shoulders with the tips. But in the months since, you have not visited the chambers once.” “But,” I started a bit confused and defensive and recited the mantra of sim-chamber usage, “what happens in the chamber stays in the chamber,” though even without using the empathic gift, the counselor surely saw my emotions. “It is against regulations to access information regarding the content of recreational chamber simulations, however, information such as frequency and length of time for sessions is available to. Oh, it feels so good in my pussy." I shoved a couple of fingers deep inside and the screaming grew louder. I went deeper and deeper and Cynthia was nearly out of breath from all the screaming. "Oh, fuck. Fuck! Oh, shit. Hmmmmmmmmm. Fuck! Fuck! I'm about to cum. I love it when you make me cum. I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Fuuuuuck!" .