Her hips started moving up and down faster, that smile on her face as she looked lovingly at me changed to closed eyes and total pleasure, and moments...later she came hard. I tried keeping my tongue on her clit as her hips moved up and down with her orgasm till she seemed like she could take no more. I moved alongside her and placed my hand so that her pussy was cupped in my hand and held her pussy in my hand while she was still gyrating from the orgasm. When her orgasm was over, I moved up. She rushed around the table and pulled his t-shirt offand wiped his chest and down his belly and even pattedthe bulge in his shorts.She said she was sorry and told him to go into herbathroom and pass out his clothes for her to wash. Shetold him he could wear one of her robes. He came out ofthe bathroom while she bent over the washing machine.She made sure he could see her ass as her robe pulledup.By now it was supper time and she fixed a littlesomething for him. She smiled to herself when she. "She seems to be fine physically." He said, and shrugged. "Did you have some sort of hypnotherapy when you were younger?" Tia asked. Jamie shook her head. "Not that I can remember." She said, then thought about it again. "Wait. When I was a teenager, we went to see some sort of family doctor thing, and they tried to figure out why I didn't like to swim. Does that count for anything?" She asked."It might." Tia said. "But, it shouldn't happen again." She then said, and Jamie sighed. "So did I do. Shifting my left arm around her waist my other hand slowly rubbed her upper legs. My ministrations on her breast were paying of and I could feel the vibrations running through her lean frame. Vibrations telling me she was not far from tipping over the edge. I upped my effort on her firm, round orbs, sucking each nipple with fervour, drawing her orgasm out of her. Suddenly her one hand tightened on my neck, nails puncturing the skin and creating a burning sensation. Then she shook, moaning.