It was clear she wanted me to let Ben fuck me. She disappeared one more time. I moved my skirt higher to show more leg. Ben returned and did look at m... thighs. He sat down and placed the lessons one more time on my lap.When Ben turned a page on the book, he had on my lap, the bottom of his fingers rested against my thighs. I opened my legs a little, hoping he would explore the softness of my inner thighs. His hand resting there made me very uneasy, good uneasy. I was tempted to take his hand. She kept moving her legs and hips. I had to pin her left leg to the bed hard using my left hand. My right hand fingers were trying to enter her pussy. While I kept on licking her clit faster and faster.I first inserted my middle finger inside. It was a bit tight. But I could tell she could take one more inside. I stretched out her pussy lips and put my index and middle finger inside.It was freaking wet and warm inside her. I started to rub her deep inner pussy walls. I made the clit and the. McKayla was also into SCA, but she and Kevin took things to a whole new level.Where my folks used to just play dress-up, the two of them spent literally thousands of dollars on clothing, gear and toys that were "authentic". When we got together, Melanie and I could only roll our eyes at how goofy our spouses were. That year, McKayla was dressed up as someone named "Darth Talon". Her outfit ... excuse me ... her "costume" ... was essentially a black leather bikini, a bunch of red and black body. But none of that matters now. I've moved on, and I hope you have, too." Sophia's voice was cold and distant, as if she were repeating a script.Despite the somber overtone of the conversation, Marilyn could not help but become mildly entertained. She turned her head back and forth to focus on whichever person was speaking, as if an invisible ball was being tossed between them and had sparked a cat-like instinct to follow it. When Sophia noticed this and paused to look at her, Marilyn stopped and.