Now, pull up one leg and hold your knee to your chest."She did this, but the knee would not come all the way. "Pick up your other knee now, and hold t...em to your shoulders."The last leg came up and she was now completely exposed to my view. I looked down to the fine, brown hair on her mons, "You are beautiful everywhere."I kneeled as if at mass, and ran my hands over her thighs. She shivered at my touch, but was now quiet. Leaning forward, I kissed the back of her thighs and her legs came. "Alex ignored Cate's ramblings, not wanting to get sidetracked. "Do you really want to be doing this?" Alex asked her in a carefully measured tone, ignoring everyone else. Sasha couldn't help it, she felt pulled in by the caring expression in his eyes. For some odd reason she felt she could trust him, even though she didn't know him from any other John who'd use her without any concern for her feelings or safety."I ... I no know," she responded, struggling for a response."Do you want to get out. In fact, it worked so well, I got that drawer I was hooked to back open.“No, use this one!” I exclaimed, watching her stroke that beast.Seeming disappointed, she pouted, “Are you sure?” and stuck her bottom lip out.“Yeah!” I exclaimed, nodding my head frantically.“Well, if you insist.” she mused, dropping the heavy object back in the drawer, “Better be safe than sorry I suppose.” closing the drawer.“You could fuck my dick you know.” I pointed out, throwing that out there to see if it would. She wanted Brent to think that everything was normal in the house. She looked at herself in the mirror. Lack of sleep the last two nights had taken its toll on her and she couldn’t hide it. She brushed her hair and put on fresh lipstick and a clean t-shirt over her jeans. It was the best she could manage at that stage. She made a fresh pot of coffee just to have something to do, waiting for her husband to arrive. She was trembling and unable to sit still for even a moment. She finally ended up.