I slipped my hands under Katherine’s sweatshirt and begin caressing her small beautiful breasts. She continued kissing me and I took her hand and mo...ed it toward my hard aching groin. Katherine began to massage me and I undid my pants so she could feel my hardness unabated. I slipped my hand under Katherine’s bra and started playing with her nipples. Her breasts were small but firm and her nipples were hard. I leaned over her and lifted her sweatshirt up along with her bra and begin sucking on. He got bolder and started to lick it and she sank further into the couch. He brought a finger to her pussy and slid it inside while never losing contact with her clit. She started to breathe very heavily, and in a matter of two or three short minutes, she came. It lasted for almost a minute and she never stopped shuddering. He thought about asking the traditional guy question (‘was it good for you’) and knew he didn’t need to ask. He never rushed her recovery and made no move to satisfy. She was wearing skin tight cut off blue jeans, and a tight white t-shirt; her pouty breasts visible. The two joined hands and quickly went in the house. Sick of seeing the damage in the flower bed, I walked back to the SUV, drove the rest of the way into the garage, went in the house and thought of my next step to deal with this k**. A couple of hours later, I looked out the window to see the two get back in the car. The boy looked visibly upset, as did the girl with the pouty breasts. They. I'd been awake half the night worrying about how the Saturday was going to progress. Brenda had made a few minor suggestions, but had wisely left the major decisions to the Master himself. I wasn't at all sure this was going to work, but after the meal was finished I outlined the plan I'd eventually plotted out. Throughout the explanation, Willie sat in her standard pose from last night (the same pose Dee gave Brenda and me when we talked about HER and her role of slave); i.e., hands in her.