I took some of her pillow and slept on it. I was unable to sleep by seeing her beside me. She turned towards me and her breath was touching my lips wh...ch rouse me. My tool became big and touched her. I can feel her soft thigh over her nighty. I tried to masturbate and started stroking my cock. I lost control and was shaking it due to my movement she woke up. She saw me masturbating. I felt shy and stopped and turned to the other side and tried to close my eyes and sleep. I was unable to sleep,. You’re a needy slut, and your body can’t hide that. Now thank Jen for letting you drink her piss, and do it convincingly. A bit of poetic language wouldn’t hurt."Helen could only stutter for a minute, and Lisa’s fingers, still toying with her wet pussy, were far less helpful now, every touch sending pleasant shivers through her pelvis. Jen watched her eagerly with a cruel little smirk. Her skin was burning when she finally managed to form a string of words, her throat scratchy from the acrid. After trying various positions we found, with my hobble dress on, theonly way that worked was to have my legs run between her legs. Shewrapped one foot around each side, we twisted a bit so our feet werecloser to our faces, something we both decided we wanted. Only one of herfeet would reach at a time, the other one seemed to find its way to mycrotch, where it slid over my silk dress, sliding back and forth. Hertoes would spread over my shaft and almost milk it. It was driving mebonkers.We. I won’t know till I see what kind of learner she is.”“She?” my wife said with a raised eyebrow.“I told you that before too,” I said with a frown, “I told you we hired a new order entry clerk and she needs health and safety and orientation training.”My wife started laughing and gave me a playful slap on the arm.“I know!” she said between chortles, “I was just giving you a hard time.”I raised my own eyebrow and gave her “the look”. She just laughed harder.“Try to keep your hands to yourself.