Inge unnerved me a little, she was a woman on many levels, you saw one thing, then something deeper and stronger. She was my mentor and had a very cha...geable character.She could be loving, feminine, and caring, one minute, then harsh domineering and demanding, though these last traits were fleeting, you sensed they were there.I looked at her, a little embarrassed by my willingness to accommodate both of their needs.She stood by the open passage looking out into the dark isles while we fucked,. But why was she seeming so put out? Was it a tactic, to get me to act? If so, it was succeeding. I found my fingers on my pants, fumbling. "Yes," said Ms. Dailey, her voice suddenly sounding distant as if she were thinking out loud. "Go on," she added, more focused. I undid them. "The underpants too." It wasn't enough for her that my pants were down. "And stop dawdling so much. It's just me." I simply couldn't believe it. I was standing in Ms. Dailey's office in front of her, my pants and. Ooh . . . like what you’re doing to me,” Moria replied, gasping as Hunter moved slightly, pressing his body more fully against her clit. “Mm, you’re wonderful, love,” he whispered in her ear. “So are you . . . ooh Hun-TER!” Moria moaned his name loudly, over and over again as her orgasm hit her. He slid his cock nearly out of her, and the all the way back in, moving inside her. She clamped her muscles down hard on his cock holding it inside her as she was in the throes of a very powerful. It was warm and explored my body, I was in a dream state and imagined it was a beautiful woman wanting to make love to me. I didn’t move because this was such a vivid dream that I wanted to experience everything my mind would invent.The hand was warm and it passed over my breasts in the silky slip and then moved down across my tummy. The hand hesitated feeling the elastic of the panties hidden under the slip. I breathed in the scent of my mother that was all around me in her bed and the hand.