She pulled back again, paused to lick my head quickly and then took my cock out of her mouth and quickly pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it ...side. Her bra was black lace, and her nipples were poking through the material. My cock twitched, and she captured it with her hands and stroked its length. The constant change of sensations left me frustrated and on edge but not at risk of orgasm just yet. She twisted her hands on my cock, her thumbs pressed against the underside. I watched as. You can lie down on the bed. I'll sit over there and appreciate your beauty. Don't turn away. I think I can keep you aroused just by staring at you. Yes?" ********A day later, safe in the monastery, Claire had been soothing Jamie's wounds with an herbal salve. She asked him to turn on his back so she could attend to the cut on his chest and drew the sheet up to his waist. Jamie had been telling her honestly all the things that Randall had done to him, bathing in the wonder of her. At least I was getting satisfaction. I felt my orgasm rising and I looked around and got a paper kitchen towel drew out at the last minute and shot my load into that, not spilling a drop inside of her. I got her panties and slipped them on her and put her skirt down then sauntered back to my room. I heard the TV blaring as I passed where Mum and Jenny were.That was nice; I wonder if she will know, she was that drunk I doubt it. I was right the next morning at breakfast; this was another thing I. ..this better work." She said to her self. "Oh shit." Krista remembered the pig tails. She quickly grabbed a couple of hair elastics and brushed her hair into two pony tails on the side of her head. A couple of bobby pins to clean it up and she had what she hoped would pass for her father's little fetish. She texted her mother "wish me luck!" and met her father in the living room.Her father was wearing a red t-shirt, a v neck, and jeans that probably would have fit just as tight on her had she.