“Just make love to me. Make love to me and never stop. Make me forget. God, I’ve missed you so...”He kissed her wet face passionately. For some ...reason, he didn’t feel aroused like he normally did when he was around her, but he used his hands and mouth on her, making her cry out her orgasm to the uncaring walls and the cold stone ceiling surrounding them.As she lay on the bed, breathing heavily from her efforts, Tabatha mind-linked with him again to let him know how much she appreciated his. A streak of severe pain emanated from her tortured nipple, and radiated through her body. She cried out aloud as the pain metamorphosed into an intense orgasm, and fell into a deep sleep, her fingers still on her damp pussy. The next day followed a similar course, with frequent massage and application of soothing ointments. At about eleven o’clock, Emma heard the clack of high heels outside her door, and Amira entered, dressed in a cream linen suit, with a short skirt, showing legs well. Enjoy The Moment.I work the oil into your calves, and can feel the tension start to ebb. I then work up past your knees to your lower thighs. As I do, I can hear your breath quicken at first, then slow, as you warm to the sensation of my touch. I can hear your breathy whispers of pleasure. Enjoy The Moment.I look up from my task, and can see the effect on you. Your erect nipples, aching for my touch. Your swollen clit, begging for attention. I can smell your desire like sweet perfume. The. My hair is long and graying, my chest is broad and sprinkled with hair, some of which jutted from my shirt. And so when I knew she was looking I stood, so she could clearly see the bulge inside my jeans. Her eyes widened and she smiled shyly before turning back to her books. I watched her long fingers wrap around each volume, and carefully place it back in the stacks. And soon she looked again, head held submissively low, but her eyes locked in upon mine. She did not move when I stood and.