That was probably a compulsion he’d put in her, she reasoned. All she knew she was that she didn’t want to be in Manhattan for what could be her l...st night of freedom. Her arousal had been manageable for the day, possibly due to feeling a little hung over from lunch. Her gift hadn’t manifested itself all day either. That changed the minute she walked in front of “The Sin Room.”Like waking up, she realized it was where she needed to be. Of course, this was how he worked things. He fed her some. “How I want to curl my fingers deep.” My fingertips are already finding their way under the towel as I slide further down. “To seek out your most tender spots.” “You’d know,” A sharp gasp comes from her, ”The way I'd push down, wanting to feel you inside, wanting your fingers to fill me.” “First one...“ My fingers slip under the towel and trace along a drip on my inner thigh. “Then a second…” I let out a gasp as I feel just how wet I am. “In and out, teasing.”Her end goes silent, just the sound. I guess I surprised her . Then she just snapped back and said “of course go to my room and get ready” . I don’t know why she said her room but after what I just said to her I went with it. I walked to her room so nervous and shaking . I knew what I was doing . I was about to be naked in front of my best friends mom. I wanted her to have my pussy so bad. I went to her room and stood at the front of her bed. I slipped off my bikini bottoms and layed back on her bed waiting for her to come in. She. Feeling her pussy in the shower I could feel the tiniest hint of stubble.“Can I shave you? Is that too scary a thought?”“I would love that,” she said, “do you think you can?”“If you help.”“Will you want to keep doing it?”“If I do it well enough.”“Practice makes perfect.”That helped me a lot, okay so I was tentative and I took way too long but it looked beautiful. After that I had to get to work with my tongue, making her come twice before it crossed my mind that I was getting hungry. Somehow in.