The thought sprang up unbidden, and she was quick to brush it aside, dismissing it as the product of her overtired body. Healers had no time for such ...olderol as romance, and if she did it certainly wouldn’t be with that arrogant Maharian! A fellow healer, perhaps. In her training, she had grown rather close to one of her fellow students, a boy named Thomas. There were very few male healers, but he was one. They had been the same age, and so thrown together often by their teachers. She mused. I tell her that she looks amazing adding that I want to sleep with my daughter on her final night.After telling Tom my plan, I go into Anna's room and snuggle up to her, rubbing her sewn pussy lips. Anna rubs my sewn pussy in return, until we are both on the edge and then I tell her that I want to play a game of "would you rather". She agrees, so I start out with easy questions. "Would you rather have six women eat your pussy to orgasm, or have six men fuck you while me and your dad are. The healing woman had a small animal stomach hanging over the fire, boiling some water for tea. It had only taken her a few minutes to pluck off two hands full of leaves from the other plant she'd come back with and they would go into the water for tea as soon as it boiled.After the leaves were in the water and it had boiled for about another minute or two she moved the bag and tripod from over the fire to let it cool. While that was going on she took over for the gal doing the plant smashing,. Sara then dove back to the breasts, having one in her hand, one in her mouth. “Yes, yes, Sara, fuck you feel so good baby,” Kayla moaned as Sara continued to work her. But Sara was just getting started. Sara’s free hand trailed down to Kayla’s spread legs and slowly slid up them towards her pussy. Chelsea was at a fever pitch. Her back was arching more and more. Clearly she was getting close to cumming and she was still fully clothed. Through it all, Chelsea never took her eyes off Sara.