Looking back he called, “Chris, are you coming to watch?”“Yes Master, if it is allowed?” came the reply.“Of course. Whenever I use your wife...you can watch if you are free, and if you want to do so. I expect that will happen several times a week provided we are all three happy with it.”Chris came bounding up the stairs and followed David into the bedroom where Gillian had already discarded the apron.“Do you want me to undress you, Master?” she asked.“No need,” David answered, “I expect I would. I said it is not and taking a chance I immediately sat on her legs below the knees and offered my hand so that she can get some support to lift herself. I was wearing shorts and so was she. As I sat on her legs our bare body met and current flew in my whole body. She was very soft and the touch feeling had made me still wild. But I controlled and waited for my moment to come. I continued to seduce her. She didn’t mind my sitting on her as she thought I was helping her. After doing it some ten. . fondling... going on here."The paper and pencil fell to the floor, and the other hand cupped the other boob. "No... no, I'm not doing that... that wouldn't be right... you ARE... the mother of one of my... pupils..." Good... because I wouldn't want you to be cupping and pulling and kneading my soft, tender, yearning boobs... that would be..." That would be... just taking matters into my own hands." She continued cupping Lydia's boobs. "Now wouldn't it?"Professor Mulholland felt Paul lifting. This is out of character for her. I think she might want to make love, so I roll her way and cuddle up.I run my hand up and down her thigh a few times. She feels warm and her skin is soft to the touch. I feel her rub her thighs together and softly moan. I run my hand up and over her thigh and down to her mound. She’s always had the softest pubic hair, but I don’t stop there. My fingers glide down to her slit, I feel her nub of a clit, and as my fingertip runs over it, I hear her gasp a short.