I concentrated on her.Drop your pencil, I thought.Nothing happened. Did I need a verbal instruction? I had spoken aloud to Laura last night, but hadn'... a clue whether or not that was necessary. In any case, I could hardly order Melissa to drop her pencil without attracting attention. Maybe I just wasn't doing it right. I tried to remember and recapture the way I had felt last night. Anxiety at being caught spying by Laura; exhilaration; a strange feeling of strength. I tried to invoke those. .”She paused and I smiled at her. She smiled back and seemed to relax. My hand was still on my dick and the vibrator was resting against my anus. “Do you just watch me?” I said “Or do you do anything else” “I’ve learnt to do what those girls do in the pictures, I’ve learnt how to play with my pussy.” I suddenly had a sense of how turned on I was. Here was this fully dressed forty something woman standing over me while I was totally naked and fully erect with a dildo stuck in my arse telling me. ’ ‘What do you want?’ she asked, nervously. ‘I want you,’ replied the voice. ‘I want to give you pleasure, pleasure like you have never experienced before. I have been your friend, and now I will become your lover.’ She felt a touch on her cheek, a wispy touch, like a feather, or a caress by a gentle breeze. The touch sent a tingle through her, through all of her body. She wanted more. ‘Touch me again,’ she said. Again she felt the touch on her cheek, and another wave of pleasure, stronger this. We were both now out of control. It was very hot in the room and it may be because we were very HOT. I ran my hands to the back of her legs and then upwards to massage her ass cheeks. Then I planted kisses after kisses on Parus’ Pussy and along the hairline to either side. She instinctively parted her legs a little more and my left hand came back around to the front.. I felt her moistening lips and gently pressed them between my fingers. On the way back, I pressed harder against the opening and.