The way she arched her back and gently moaned served both to let me know that I was in sync with the rhythm she sought, as well as to completely turn ...e on. I loved that I was able to bring her so much pleasure with only the touch of my fingers. The gyration of her hips increased in intensity, as she fucked herself with my hand. I increased the pressure of my finger on her clit, letting my fingers slide deep into her every few strokes. She moaned a low steady sound of pleasure, and it was all. The mirrored visor of his helmet glowed, returning moonlight back to him, with no glimpse of the person underneath. Shaun got the impression the rider was talking to him, but he couldn't make out the words over the gentle pfft of a breeze blowing. His gestures made it easy to understand. He was offering his help with the flat. Shaun released his held breath and gave a short nod of his head. The muscles in the rider’s thigh flexed under their leather casing when he swung his leg over and kicked. She would squirm and wriggle her tight little tail whenever I picked up a crop or a paddle. Her eyes would go big and misty and her juices would start to flow. When her older sister, Hope, had joined us, Charity derived almost as much pleasure watching me mount her sibling as when she was the sole recipient of my teenage lust. She eventually joined in and became an enthusiastic collaborator in whatever sexual activity was afoot.Charity showed that she was eager to join me in educating Theodora. . what they wanted. And it felt nice. In the beginning.”“It’s natural,” I said, “and good experience for you.” I felt terrible that I’d helped to build the link in her mind between sex and attention, then been cool with her over the predictable consequences so that she’d been left on her own. Although in some ways, with her family and her temperament, it would always have been hard to keep her safe. Anyway now the important thing was not to have her feeling she’d done something wrong, or lost.