'Where? Here?', he said moving behind me and rubbing my stomach with his hand, running his fingers over my belly button piercing. 'Yeah', I said, nerv...us and excited and feeling suddenly as horny as I'd ever been. 'Bit lower', I added with a smirk. I heard him laugh a little as he slipped his right hand below the waistband of my skirt and probed my pussy with his fingers. He moved his left hand up under my t-shirt and started caressing my tits and pert nipples. I felt his hardening cock on my. She held up the glass. ‘Here’s to a great session.’ Shaun just nodded since she hadn’t offered him any wine. She all but ignored him as she finished the glass. ‘What was the other message?’ she asked finally. ‘He said, ‘I think Ms. Russo should then make herself a cup of coffee, savour the taste, and then get back to work.’ He left the ‘What do you think?’ part off this time to see what would happen. Ms. Russo nodded and then turned on the coffee maker. She poured herself a cup and sipped it. Her hand slipped into the loose folds of her robe, searching, wanting to feel her wetness, wanting to feel the power responsible for taking her journey.Jamie felt her heat even before she felt her desires. As she caressed her breasts lightly she moaned with her, into her open mouth, tongues slippery, sliding. Holding her close she pulled upward, her fingers sliding in and out. Feeling the urgency of her kiss deepened along with Ryan's probing tongue.Ryan pulled the blankets off the bed. Jamie. Suddenly he just move back. I was blushing bright as a tomato and dazed, so he thought I was getting a fever. But I just denied and continue to strum the guitar strings. The next half and hour, he dragged a chair an seated beside me. He started to rest his hand on my inner thighs, and another hand just right under my breast to guide my hand movements. I felt my pussy getting damped under there, but each time he wanted to guide me into playing that particular note, his fingers might brush over.