We were on the bed making out, lot of kissing and touching that I crave. Pat was so good, she had my body on fire. She was playing with my pussy as I ...ed on her nipples. Pat rubbed her muff against me, it was such a turn on. Pat’s clit was extended like a mini penis, I could feel it rub on my body.Soon Pat had me between her legs, her pussy was flowing, she called me sweetie and honey as she told me to make her cum. I did my best, her bush absorbing her pussy juice and what I found the next. Lower cut tops, slightly shorter career skirts that showed off the curves of her ass and more of her legs. She even began wearing her thigh high stockings without any panties as a way to play with her own fantasies during the work day. Now, after months of battling these emotions as they only become stronger by the day, she has decided it was time to test the waters. Hastily, she walks into his office. “Yes, Victoria?” he asks. She again observes his tall, confident frame. His light skin,. A throaty purr escaped Marilynn’s mouth as she sat up, her nethers burning with the fluttering signs of female hysteria—the horny itch the repressed, English society claimed wasn’t a woman feeling sexual horniness, but a weakness of her flesh. One clitoral stimulation by a trained medical professional, often with a vibrating machine to reduce strain on the physician’s hand, could correct.Mrs. Kirk taught Marilynn different. Women were just as much sexual creatures as men, and they were eager. ." Wow, are you as turned on as I am?" Jennifer asked when she had closed the door of the bathroom. "Are you k**ding? My panties are soaked!" Panties? What are you doing wearing panties?" Jennifer asked, taking Rhonda in her arms."I didn't want my juice dripping on the carpet." Panties aren't allowed in my household," Jennifer replied and reached up under Rhonda's skirt and put her fingers into the waistband of her panties. As she slid them down Rhonda's thighs, she went to her knees. "My, you.