.and part my lips...and place one on either side of your clit....closing my mouth around it...and let out a soft, deep moan...which sends chills all t...roughout your body. Your hands instantly go to the back of my head and pull me in...tightly...as you grind your clit up against my mouth. I let you do this...squeezing your ass...loving the sensation of your hands behind my head...pulling me into your world...your hips bucking up and down....and me trying to keep my mouth on your clit. I then. "But just to be sure," Jill asked with a grin."Distract him." How? Remember, he and I have been married for a long time. Granted, you're new to him as a wife, but still we've done most everything three people can do together without getting gross about it. I don't think I could ever get into golden showers or things like that. So how are we going to distract him?" Eewwe," Kathy exclaimed. "I don't want to even think about that kind of sex – if that's sex at all. But I think we need to let him. Are they not damp?” The Head Mistress tossed the girl’s panties and Brad was able to catch them mid-flight. He immediately felt the heat and the dampness of the panties. “Yes, Head Mistress, they are damp,” Brad nervously replied as he inhaled their aroma. He didn’t know what to do with the panties so he put them in his pant’s pocket. “Ms. Yuko, I am disappointed in your wanton urges, four more strokes for you and Mr. Williams will administer them after I am done.” “That is not necessary,. "She looked at me and sighed. "If we have to do it, we'll do what we need to do, but no touching." "Of course," I said. I went back out to the yard as she jumped into the shower and prepared some lingerie. "So here's the deal—I can't pay you now, but I can give you something instead. What if my wife does a little dance for you—you know—like strips down to her underwear?"I had hoped this'd be easy, but they had me over a barrel. "That'd be fine," they said—"but it has to be a bit more than.