You reach up and try to pull me down to you, but I catch your hands. I kiss your fingers to let you know that I am not rejecting your gesture of love....As I am about to leave you ask me if I will be doing any laundry in the morning. When I say I shall, you indicate a neat pile of soiled clothes on the floor – the tops and underwear and socks you have worn on the first days you have been here. On top of the pile, spread out like an offering, are the dark blue panties you were wearing today. You. I thought hard trying to think of something cute to say that would lighten the situation. I wanted to bring the conversation around to the vibrator without being too direct. My mind was racing more than usual, if that is possible."So, how long do the batteries last in those things?" I can't believe those words actually came out of my mouth."Why do you want to know?" She laughed as she asked."Oh, just curious." Best answer I could come up with."Well, we'll just have to find out." She said. She removed my towel too. I watched with surprise that her red panty is getting wet in a “V” shape. I assumed that she is getting excited. She again hugged me. Pressing gently on my boobs, she whispered “Sweetie, if I were a guy…..I would have fucked u several times” I felt shy. Pressing my boobs again and squeezing it over my bra, she was blabbering something as if she became absent-minded. I felt my nipples becoming erect and something oozing out from my pussy. I looked at my panties; I found. I just saw this and ... I got wet from it." So you're not talking about hitting or things like that," Andy said."No," Regan answered, shaking her head firmly. "I saw that and I found it disgusting. Once we ... once we start to actually do it, I might consider having you slap my butt. I saw that and I wasn't sure. It seemed ... I'm not sure what it seemed. A part of me was appalled but another part was titillated. That's sort of like face sitting. In the video, the woman was a total bitch. I.