“Do you masturbate, Emily? Don’t be ashamed to admit it. More people get themselves off than you realize.” “Yes. I have used my fingers a few ...times.” “Show me how you pleasure yourself.” Emily hesitated, but Ariana talked her through it. Slowly her fingers trailed down to her sensitive clit. As she began to make slow circles around the protruding nub, her arousal became apparent. Ariana’s impulse took over, her hand joining Emily’s circling the precious bud. Emily gasped…..at first. As Ariana’s. Padma Aunty was wearing a white bra, my hands went to her back, unhooked it, and she dropped it down.I had seen her topless many times, but her breasts looked magnificent tonight. The nipples were already hard and inviting me to suck. I gave a quick lick across her areolas and nipples. My right hand was at her navel, trying to pull the saree fold from the tight petticoat.I pulled it, and her saree fell at her legs, I untied her white petticoat, and it also fell at her feet. Dipping my fingers. So Elsa had her uses. It would, indeed, have been pointless to make her slim. „Ben fucked today?“ I asked her.„No, Sir,“ she answered respectfully. „Not yet.“„Just been lying around then?“„Yes, Sir.“I went across margot.„And how are you, my charming english rose?“ I asked.„Well, Sir,“ she said. Rather like a schoolgirl answering her Form Master. I fondled her apple-round breasts and she proffered them more fully to me. As a slave-girl should. I fiddled with her nipples. Her expression remained. . I've got a ship to run, I only wanted a taste--'. Within moments she was fucking my face again.'Oh god, OH FUCK, OH ... OH ... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHH', she screamed as my tongue danced along her clitoris and her body brought her to another orgasm. My grip on her thighs was tight, and after her climax had passed, gleefully pounced on her slit again.'Where the fuck did you learn to do THAT --', she squealed as my tongue buried itself into her love canal and lapped her gushing fluids up..