Instead, I said, "When I first saw this version of me in a mirror, I asked Sheila why? She told me I was not pretty. Before I could protest that this ...xplained nothing, she added, 'Think it through, Doctor.'" No one laughed, but there were several winces. As quiet rebukes go, Sheila's was major league. There were several people in the room who could truly appreciate it. Almost everyone could follow the reasoning behind her directive. I gave them a moment, then went on."You have all seen images. "Good girl. Show me that pretty pussy." You flush, but you're smiling inside. This is all you've ever wanted... to belong to someone, to be theirs.Now my hands move all over you, teasing your tits, your aching nipples, my fingers combing through your hair, stroking down your back... you moan unselfconsciously, wanting me to touch that place that pulses with every beat of your heart. My fingers go to your knees, stroke lightly, light as a feather touch, up your inner thighs. I lean close to your. The sensation shivered down my spine and my stomach muscles cramped and then relaxed as the infuriating tickle in my clit exsploded into a paralizing orgasm .. i moaned long and loud as my body visibly jolted and shook as the warm satisfaction washed over me from head to toe .. I was panting like a dog as he held his breath and continued to fuck me as hard and as fast as he could .. i moaned and whimpered through my sealed lips as my over sensitive clit jumped as he mercilessly pounded me ... It went on for quite some time and then i called her and as soon as she turned her face to see me i smooched her… she too reacted to it and now our lips were locked and tongue exploring each others mouth. I kept the pop corn on the seat beside me and began to stroke her breast.. she was getting wild with soft moans already… I removed the top buttons of her shirt and there was the milk factory… i creased her boobs over her bra and she had her hand unzipping my jeans… and exploring my dick as it.