Why are you asking, he stammered. Because I do, and I want to know if you do, I replied in my most authoritative, bitchy voice. But how do you do it y...u dont have anything to…hold onto he said. I asked my question first. Do you masturbate, I replied. I was really controlling the conversation, now. Sometimes, he said. I laughed. I knew you didnt do it all the time. I said, and I immediately regretted the sarcasm. Yes, I do, he said, embarrassed.. At that point, I observed the change in his. I pull them to the side and caress your swollen labia and feel you erect clit. As my finger passes over it you shudder and moan. I tell you, "This is not pleasure, it is punishment and you are not allowed to make any sounds or cum until I tell you it is okay." I have you stand up and take off the panties, blouse and bra but leave the skirt on. You do as instructed and I get hard seeing your body. I stand up and have you take my clothes off and sit back on the chair. As you see my hardening. And just hearing Chris got sent to jail once again made her all so happy."Have you told Heather yet?" Despite being enemies on the show for how many years, they do share their hatred of the man named Chris. So at least she could be agree with Heather for hating on him."Not yet but I will tell her later once we have our contact done" Her friend started pressing on her phone as she held up to her ear and began speaking to, possibly, the contractor to build their dream villa.NOWMonths have passed. "That place where we went on the field trip ... This Saturday, perhaps?" Susan asked, knowing Jill remembered."I'll see you at the start, say ten o-clock?" Jill asked, standing on shaky legs.Susan nodded and smiled at her. The sun came up in Jill's eyes. She extended her hand towards Susan.Susan dared not reveal her inner feelings, but she dared not let the moment slip away. She wrapped as much of her emotions in a shield as she could, she extended her hand to take Jill's grasp.Even with.