Her fingers rubbed circles over my clit and I began to shudder. I continued to moan as I felt a swelling feeling in my tummy. She caressed me steadily... then she eased two fingers inside me while rubbing her thumb over my clit in quick flicking motions. I fell back against the sofa, gripping the armrest with my hand; my legs falling wider as she fingered me closer and closer to a climax.I seemed to drift higher and higher without reaching my own orgasm; it was so intense…All of a sudden I cried. Once we got situated on the bed and started playing again Kerri lost the round and had to take her bra off. Her face turned beat red as she quickly slipped the straps of her bra down off of her shoulders. as her bra dropped free she immediately covered her breasts with her hands. My wife, sitting on the opposite side of the bed stood up and walked over to behind Kerri, "That's not fair to be covering up, i wouldn't cover them up if i was you." As she said this my wife leaned in and kissed her. " Well we've not much else to say," pointed out Jenny. "We're not making much progress," she added dejectedly.I smiled as I wagged my head and shrugged. It was a habitual gesture that my friends knew well and it almost always preceded something of importance. They all responded at once and waited expectantly in silence."Come on Bev," demanded Jacky, "out with it. You'll never make a poker player."In this Jacky was correct. I would never be able to break my habitual twitch and conspiratorial. ” sobbed Melissa unrestrainedly. “You must believe me,” said Quentin firmly. Slowly Melissa’s sobs subsided and then she removed her hands from her distraught face. “H-How... can... I... M-Master... ?” she said. “It’s difficult, I know...”“After... after J-Julia... Master... what you told her?” Quentin nodded understandingly.“I had to do that, Melissa,” he said. „In order to reveal her true character to you. Do you follow me?” Melissa shook her head. “No... M-Master...” she whispered. “So that.