We can put our robes back on and then go upstairs, if you want."A lock of hair dangled in front of one of her eyes. I moved it behind her ear and then...softly placed my hand on her cheek. I kept it there and stroked her cheek gently.I'm not sure if this simple thing had influenced her, but she suddenly said, "Let's do it. I'm ready!" Are you sure?" Yes," she said with real conviction.When she said this, I could see how her nipples reacted and I was almost tempted to play with those little nubs.. "I'm sorry," Mary said, very upset with herself. "I thought you'd back away from that one."June was breathing heavily. "I was thinking of ducking, actually. If I did so, that would have hit my neck." Oh, dear," Mary said, fretting over the fallen girl. "Your shoulder is going to bruise." Mary, can you tell me something?" June asked, her breathing still ragged."What's that?" You were being easy on me, weren't you?"Mary simply grinned. "You're better as a partner than Debbie." Mary quickly added,. I’d certainly brought myself a ton of pleasure ever since my eleven-year-old awakening, but nothing compared to the feel of what was happening to me at that moment. One of her leg’s was draped across mine, her body was wrapped around me, and her hand was stroking me. I think it was a good thing that I’d been stroking myself of the past year and a bit, and that one of my goals had been to extend the pleasure. I probably would have shot off right away if I hadn’t had so much practice. Plus,. Itwill have to do for now," she handed me a frilly top with spaghettistraps which matched the panties. "With the cold weather, you'll need to wear these," Mrs. B said as sheproduced a pair of pantyhose. "To pull them on, roll them up like thisand then pull them up your legs," she said as she demonstrated how toroll them up. "These slacks should fit you," she said as she unfolded a pair of blackslacks and held them up against me. I noticed the waist was narrowerthan the hips. I also noticed the.