"Let me get a closer look," I said, playing along and leaning over his desk. His hands immediately flew to my hanging breasts. They're not huge but th...y're definitely not small, and the teenager's hands were full as he roughly kneaded them through my school t-shirt.I had asked for the tit grab, but then he shocked me again. "Lemme see what you got, bitch," he hissed as he reached between my thighs and squeezed the crotch of my jeans really hard. I almost fell over. I straightened up and hurried. She didn't say a word as the gross old man continued to play with her teenage pussy. Emboldened, he slipped a second finger into her too-tight sheath.As much as she hated herself for thinking it, it was undeniable: she kind of liked being fingered like that. It wasn't physical; what he was doing felt good, but the angle was awkward, and there was no way he'd ever make her cum like this. There was just something about the brazen way he did it, without stopping to even consider the consequences. We realised they must be underground, but couldn’t find a way in. We spent two days chasing them from above ground when we ran into Loghain and the others from the Peak. They’d sent us a message, but of course we were out and didn’t get it. They’d been looking for you once that soldier – your bodyguard? – told them you’d all been attacked.”“How did she get away? They fed us her horse, or at least, I assume so.”He shrugged. “I don’t know the details. We can ask – she’s here, somewhere. Anyway,. ”“Thanks, Honey,” I said, kissing her on the cheek.We followed her plan and after Elyse and I spent an hour working on our baby, Kara and I sat in the sauna to relax. In a role-reversal, when we got into the tub to soak, Kara sat behind me and held me. It was comforting and reassuring. I’d never really done it before and I started to understand how the girls felt when I held them this way.“I think I’m starting to understand why you like this so much,” I said with a deep sigh. “You did something.