Davina also having that lustrous darker hair, it was possible to make out the luxuriant growth on her lower body.At the same time as observing this, I...was engaged in removing my own clothing, throughout which time we both maintained our attention on the others face. As I removed my undershirt, Davina, as her mother had done before her, switched her gaze to my upper torso, which appeared to trigger the act of unconsciously licking her lips briefly. This in turn hastened her actions in disrobing. "I never thought for a minute he would not return!" Drosset said fiercely. "And I knew when Jorgarn came back; Pernice would be at his side. It was mostly the high nobles who wrote them off. Those of us who mattered little never did."Eslada sighed. The matter had been the source of many arguments between her and her wards. Neither Bralan nor Drosset would hear talk of Jorgarn's death. Eslada believed it was her responsibility to try to prepare them for the news. She knew how much of an affect. After that, it was her panties that I drew up over her slender hips, they were no more than a wisp of white lace, a frivolous little garment that served only to draw attention to her completely hairless slit, the tiny triangle of lace fitted snugly in between her lips and at the back it was just a narrow string barely wide enough to hide her little puckered hole.It was her dress though that I liked, it was full length, white and fitted her like a second skin, at the front it plunged almost down. A familiar fluttering begins in my chest and my penis strains against the confines of my slacks. Adding some lube now you roll the egg lightly over your clitoris and your body responds with a small shudder and a sharp intake of breath. “Oh I love watching you do that! “ I say. My voice is different now – we both hear it. There is awe in my voice. “And I love watching you watch me,” you reply and we both thrill at the huskiness of lust now modulating your voice. You stroke your clit and labia.