She protested, but he ignored her protests, and when she tried to fend him off he would push her arms to her sides. Finally she just stood there, wide...eyed, as he began undressing her. He methodically removed her dress, her bra, her slip and panties till she stood naked and helpless before him. He stood there smiling at her, then stripped till he was also naked, his cock standing straight out.Then he pushed her down on the bed and easily spread her legs, and knelt between her thighs. She was so. She left us with homework, though. She said that we should go back to our rooms and watch each other masturbate. I looked at Lou in wide-mouthed wonder. Dr Rochester had also spoken a lot about the sense of touch and how important it was to our sexuality. "When, or if, you feel comfortable, I would like you to support each other while masturbating through touch. I'll leave it up to you as to how you work this out in your rooms. Good night ladies, and sweet dreams." Lou and I looked at each. This was the first time I parted you legs to see your love hole…your clits where hard…and inviting….I touched the feather to the cut of you pussy…I was not able to judge which one was more soft…feather or your pussy lips…….boy…why was I waiting….i wanted to be in you….but somehow…I still wanted to explore you more……I took off my cloths…and started again kissing you from forehead……this time…those boobs are mine….mine forever…..taking one nipple at a time…caressing the other nipple with my second. Her hips buck slightly. I look up at her and she is staring back at me with lustful eyes.I step up my game, licking and sucking her succulent womanhood. I probe her fuck-hole with my tongue and she purrs. Then I move back up to her clit and begin to write the alphabet over it with my tongue while I slide one of my large fingers inside of her. “Ooooohhhhh, Daaaaaave!!” she moans out as she pushes against my shoulders to raise her hips up to move her pussy tighter against my mouth. I continue to.