" Amy gave him an almost defiant 'NO IT DOESN'T' look but he said calmly, "I've let you keep it there for a whole 24 hours, and believe me if it were ...p to me it would never come out, but the weekend is over and I have to go to work, and so, by the way, do you; Pietro was nice enough to give you all of yesterday to be in bed with me, but you have responsibilities to get back to." Can you just give me one more, please?"Dr. Lewis looked in her eyes and saw they were still truly hungry and smiling. I put my leg up again and angle my hips forwards. I slide my soapy fingers over my clit and gasp, imagining it’s your hand as I rub in slow circles and slide my fingers around my opening, pressing against my swollen lips. My other hand returns to my breasts, kneading and massaging. I flick my nipples, imagining you biting them. Can you taste my skin? I need more. I don’t want to be touching myself, I want it to be you. But you’re so far away. I step back under the water and wash the soap from. Her hand stopped an inch from my face. Her eyes bulged while I groaned through the sudden pain attacking my mind. My finger hooked her thong in the front, reaching down into her jeans, feeling the warmth of her skin.“You want me to reach into your pants,” I growled. “You want me to feel your pussy and find out if you’re a virgin.”She didn’t move. Every muscle in her body was rigid. Her eyes were locked forward. Her breasts didn’t rise or fall. Color flushed across her face. I hit her with such. It had a narrow living area, a galley kitchen and bathroom and a big bedroom in the back. Carol and I sat on the couch while John went to get drinks. I pulled her to me and gave her a passionate kiss and caressed her bare breasts. John came back into the room and Carol patted the cushion next to her. He sat down and she turned to him, put her arms around his neck and took his hands and put them on her breasts. I sat back and watched. She started moaning and reached for his zipper. She pulled.