But as she tried to close the zipper on the first pair of jeans, they were just simply too tight, and the knuckle of her thumb rubbed right across her...clit as she pulled the zipper up. It was exactly the wrong thing to have happen at that moment. All of the stresses as well as the memories of him and everything about him converged in her groin. Her legs clamped together, her face flushed and she stood, frozen in place until the feelings and her orgasm subsided.Thankfully she had been alone in. A pair of pale blue lace panties. I could smell her on them, the smell of her cunt. I stuffed them down the front of my boxers and headed back to my bedroom. The feeling of the lace on my cock as I walked almost had me cumming before I even reached my room. I stripped off my boxers and lay back on the bed, the lacy panties wrapped around my cock, and began wanking into them. I was so turned on that it wasn't long before my cock erupted into them, covering the crotch, the crotch that had covered. Those nimble fingers tweaked her nipples rock-hard and had them aching for the touch of soft, wet lips. She couldn't have done much better herself! "Yes . . . Cecile yes!" Kathryn cried. "Now suck them. " Nodding assent, Cecile latched onto a nipple and sucked it like a nursing infant. The pleasure was exqusite and Kathryn soon found herself swooning with delight as her student in making love to a woman began moving from one breast to the other, as she had done before, flicking the nipples with. The look on Mary’s face was hovering somewhere between adoration and downright worship. “I’m back,” the blonde said in a sultry voice. “Have you missed me, Mary?”“Yes, Mistress,” Mary moaned. Her breathing had quickened even more just by watching the other woman enter the room. “That’s good,” Mistress murmured as she reached out and cupped Mary’s face in one hand. Mary closed her eyes, savouring the caress while inhaling deeply of Mistress’ scent. The blonde’s other hand was rubbing Mary’s.