Then he would finally reach the peak, with a fingertip tracing over my clitoris. I would moan softly feeling that sensitive pleasure crawl over me. Hi... eyes would watch closely the entire time, wanting to know all of me and my little ticks. He would build me up and up until it was almost too much. At that critical point, his fingers would slip inside of me, with his thumb coming to rest against my clit. In and out he’d pump, getting to know every bit of my most intimate place. His eyes watching. ”“Get your ass in the kitchen,” said Jessica sternly.“Yes, ma’am,” mumbled Marie as she removed the strap-on and handed it to Jessica, pulled on her robe, and went to the kitchen.“Hi Jess,” said Samantha.“Sam,” replied Jessica as Samantha stood up to reveal a very surprised-looking Serena. “Who’s this?”“This is Serena,” answered Samantha. “My yoga teacher.”“Oh, right!” said Jessica. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”“Really?” Serena’s face had turned bright red with embarrassment. Here she was on. Forget what HE thinks.”“His skill set doesn’t really match what we need,” she said.“That’s pretty damning to the idea of hiring him, don’t you think?”“I do.”“Then tell Doctor Dalton ‘no’. He doesn’t fit what we need and at this point, we don’t have the luxury of training someone from the ground up. Did the guy have a PC at home growing up?”“I don’t think so, no,” she said.“Then forget it. I’m exercising my veto. If you need to blame me, go ahead. I’ll talk to Doctor Dalton. One thing I’m sure. “You like that?” I asked“I can taste Jane’s pussy”“I bet you’d like to taste it for real.”“Fuck yes, I would”“Which are your favourite panties?”He selected the pink lacey pair that she had been wearing at the beginning of his last visit.“Put them on” I instructed.He hesitated, but did as I asked.God, I so wanted to get my cock out and wank off with him over Jane’s underwear, but I thought that would creep him out too much, so I resisted.He now had the pink panties on, but his cock was sticking.