I just had to get in there, just for a few thrusts. I pushed in my full length a few times, making her gasp, and slid out, replacing my cock with my f...ngers. Pushing my index and middle fingers inside her, I began rubbing her clit hard with my thumb. She began to squirm around, her mouth opening and closing. "God," she grunted, "I'm going to fucking cum already. It feels like your hitting something down there!" I wanted her to have something special, not just cum on my fingers, so I manouvred. Martha once again insisted that the body-swapping adventures had toend."No problem," Jamie assured her. "I'll tell Matt I can't make any moreDoor Candy. I'll tell him that another batch wouldn't work the sameway." Will he believe you?" Most likely. If you show up here again then you'll know that I didn'tkeep my word." If you're lying to me, I'll..." Martha stumbled, wondering exactlywhat she would do."If I'm lying to you," Jamie soothed her, "then you don't have to sharewhen you get rich, do. . butch? Because she wasn't that either. Mind you, I wasn't – am not – an unbiased observer."Am I seeing the real Bella?" She turned to look at me when I spoke."I don't know," she replied seriously, "I can only say I'm not consciously trying to ... project ... a particular image," she frowned, but then a smile lit up her face. "You're the first person," she stopped and fiddled with a loaf of bread on the counter-top, "the first person I haven't felt the need to ... I don't really know what to. When I told Joanne, she said that it would be no problem including Denise in our lessons, but she felt that I still needed some solo instruction. She grabbed my hand and told me that in order to look amazing on the dance floor, it is all about creating a fantasy that other people want and can’t have. She said that we were going to work on some ballroom dance moves and add it to our hustle routine, and that we would add our own flare to it. She showed me a move in where I controlled her.