She shook her head at it’s untidy state but pulled the bed covers back and pushed Tim down on his back. “Shh, stay still, pet,” she said quietly...reaching for his belt buckle, unfastening it and pulling his trousers and pants down as far as his knees.She knelt astride him. She pushed the hood of her cloak back and Tim could see that her face was, as ever, veiled. With one gloved hand she felt for his cock and began to squeeze. Steadily it became erect. “Good boy,” the woman said. “Very good. His fingers followed the lines of the garters gently and sensually before resuming the massage. He slid lower down and massaged my behind and my thighs. I felt I was getting wet now and he somehow knew it. One of his fingers found my mound and started rubbing it gently. I moaned and spread my thighs slightly. "See, you just need to relax darling". I was wriggling to allow him better access to my pussy. "ahhhh," I moaned louder as his index finger penetrated me. I was a bit sore from his earlier. She was sitting with her friends with her legs crossed, and Adam was standing in his circle of friends, not really paying attention to the conversation. All he cared about was Meg, and he hoped she would uncross her legs. Suddenly, she did. His heart skipped a beat, and for that split second he caught a glimpse of her underwear before she stood up.“Was that see-through lingerie?!” he thought, unable to tell for sure. He clenched his fingers, feeling another itch, realizing immediately how hard. . While I was compelled to do my job of massaging her. I went ahead and started rubbing her private area between her beautiful thighs. It was clean shaven and wet.I started rubbing it and fingering it. She was really enjoying it by moving up her pussy and supporting my fingering into her. I was messaging her vagina, her clitoris and the inner wall she was close to her orgasm. Her moan and actions are making me uncomfortable with my pant.So I left her like that and asked her hubby that can I.