Kissing her neck lightly and then whispering. ‘I want your eyes on me. They better not leave.’ Her eyes slowly opening with a whimper. My fingers ...tretched and pulled, moving swiftly and looking back to both Sean and Marie. Sean looked almost exhausted, while Marie was in tears. ‘Now show me what you have learned darling!’ I held my fingers inside her with a small pinch as I moved to lay along the bed and pulled her by the pussy towards me. Taking the juices from my fingers from her pussy and. You climb up on the bed and rub your legs together. You feel the nylon stockings whispering as they slide against one another, sending chills up your back.Now you run your fingers over your breasts. Mmmmm. Can you feel your nipples through the soft satin? Go ahead and run your fingertips over them. Keep rubbing them. That’s it.I imagine that your pussy must be just dripping, isn't it? It’s aching for some attention, so reach down and rub it through the soft satin panties. Mmmmm, that’s it. It. But I am, and always will be a touch person, intimate in gestures and loving contact with people. I am also extraverted in nature and love interacting with people. I left it there, even after reiterating that I have a strong immune system to which she countered, “but I need you to be healthy to keep the fort running in any eventuality.”Prepping dinner was a breeze, she had a nap after some meds and as usual, I had a few glasses of wine. To admit, I was concerned about activities for the rest of. I looked behind me and gazed as she sauntered into the room. What a remarkable sight. She wore nothing but a pair of black leather bikini panties; the two halves connected by a thin strip of leather that barely covered her trimmed snatch. The scent of her perfume, a light musk, which she knew was my favorite, permeated the room.She walked closer and stopped directly in front of me, just beyond my reach."Hi, babe," she huskily whispered. "Are you ready for something special?"I swallowed loudly..