Stephie played between her legs with one hand, fingers on the outside of the panties now while the other hand moved cautiously over her stomach and lo...er ribcage, tickling herself and teasing my senses. She dropped that hand down, slid both thumbs into the top elastic, and started pushing her undies down, but stopped after lowering them an inch or two.“How’m I doing, Squirt?”“You’re doing just fine, Sis.”Another thunderous blast shook the house. She laughed and began rubbing her clit with her. There are many ways of worshipping your goddess – emails, worship sheets, worship videos, stories, poems, Explicit Messages, GIFs and more – but a Worship Session is worship in person. You get to meet your Goddess. To say it’s nerve-wracking the first time you meet Her is an understatement. It’s not like you’re a normal bloke – if you were, why would you be having a Worship Session? – you’re in awe of Her, nervous that you’ll say or do the wrong thing and spoil it all. After all, you only. .."I let out a laugh that I quickly turned it into a small coughing fit when Kim gave me a stern look. Kim turned to Skip, smiled softly and calmly said, "Don't worry about it, Skip. It happens... sometimes. We'll just have to use Ike for the demonstration." She looked up at me with an expression that said, "Now the jokes on you."Kim smiled sardonically and reached for my belt buckle. Soon my half hard cock was glowing in the moonlight as Kim pulled my pants and underwear down to my. I said I was afraid someone would see.She said no body would. I said I don't know, and we went to her house. On the way there Megan and a friend met us. She said she wanted to show her friend what I was wearing. I wanted to die. Ann said ok, we're going to my house. I told them I was going home, Ann and Megan took my hands and pulled me to her house. When we got there her mothers car was gone, so they pulled my to her bedroom. When we went in Megan pushed me on the bed. Her and Ann started.