"So, that'sthe reason you don't talk?" I asked."Yes," she said in a male voice."Maybe you could get a voice trainer," I suggested."I've tried it. It ...idn't work," she said.I looked over her costume. She had done a very good job hiding herchest and making her face look more masculine. "Maybe, you could be aguy?" I said absent-minded.She simply stared at me. "If I were just a normal person, I wouldactually consider it. But I am the heiress of a well-known estate. Itwould be scandalous." So. His moans weren’t loud, but were getting more and more intense as he wanked his cock faster and faster. ‘Slow down’ I said, ‘I’m enjoying watching this’. Ian did, again using just his thumb and forefinger to stroke his shaft and occasionally tickling the tip. When he did this, the pre-cum flowed faster, it seemed, out of his prick. This was about enough for me, and I started to stroke my own cock. I told Ian this, and he asked if he could see. ‘Sure’ I said, leaning back so that he could look. Caro gave him ten minutes on his own, then went into the bathroom. She slipped off her frock and drew back the glass door into the shower. Their eyes met as she stepped into the stream of water. Her arms reached up and folded themselves around his neck. She pressed her body against him, sighing at the touch of his strong limbs. They said nothing, simply standing in a close embrace, each lost in their own thoughts. She started as she felt his body convulse once, twice, three. For a fraction of a second, her eyes met his, then her eyelids slid down to cover them. The tip of her tongue appeared to moisten her lips, then withdrew as she parted and extended them slightly to meet his own.Valerian enjoyed kissing his wem. Mia's lips were silky soft and warm, tentative but accepting. He slid his tongue forward, and her lips opened to let him in. Putting a finger under her chin to tilt Mia's head back, Valerian kissed her deeply. She met his increased pressure, not pulling.