“Stroke your cock for me pet. I want you to be ready and excited for this. If we do this right, I won’t be the only one who enjoys this, but if ...you don’t… oh well. Sucks to be you!!!” I reached down between my legs and began to stroke my cock. It was already almost hard. I did not need any spit. Pre-cum was already dripping from the top of it in anticipation.She picked up the camera and snapped picture after picture of me. Some she shot in the mirror to get us both in it. She had me. Daniel moved forward to place his hands on her arms as he looked down at her. ‘Izzy,’ he said quietly, ‘you are more than welcome in here, and please feel free to borrow any of the books you may wish to read.’ Izzy looked up blankly at him for a moment. She could feel the strength in him as the little static charges shot down her arms. His hands warmed her in a way that she had not felt warm since before her illness. She licked her lips nervously, and Daniels eyes narrowed on that tiny. She pushed her skirt up to her thighs and spread her legs. I was under the table. I saw her pink panty and touched it. She moved it to the sides for me.She lifted her butt and pushed the skirt behind her. I spat on my fingers and started to rub her clean pussy. It wasn’t hairy at all. She was slowly twisting in her seat. I moved into her legs and licked her clit up and down.I was getting turned on too. I never expected this. I kissed her pussy lips. Then proceeded to lick and pleasure her pussy. Her fingers continued their delightful activities and her hips began to rock and squirm. What she was doing to herself might be wrong, but it felt so good! She needed this, desperately! ‘Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!! Ohhhhhh!!!’ Lise murmured. Her head lolled on her shoulders and she felt as if she were on fire. The fire was growing hotter and hotter, fanned by her rapidly moving hands. Suddenly something seemed to burst inside her and her body began to shake and jolt. Feelings more intense than any she’d.