“You want to caress them gently, not squish them. Move your hands gently around them, and then roll our nipples in your fingers. When our nipples ...get hard, you can kiss them and suck on them. Ohhh, yesss. Like that. Now kiss and suck my nipples. Mmm, yeah.”Charlie spent some time exploring their perky tits then started to move his hands lower on their bodies, caressing and rubbing their bellies, and then their thighs. Teeny moved her knees apart allowing him access to her inner thighs. . ‘You lick Mummy’s pussy like a goodlittle girl.’There was nothing that I could do to stop myself as Igreedily buried my tongue inside her and licked andsucked as deeply as I could. I was even frigging the crotchof my white cotton panties so hard that I was actuallystarting to enjoy it.No matter what it was that Mrs Simmons had done toturn me into an obedient lesbian puppet, she now hadundeniable proof that it had worked perfectly. And nowthat she knew there was no chance of me being able. It was still a place of magic.She was not without her misgivings when her route led her through that town where the now deceased mob had bayed for her blood on that terrible day. She need not have feared. The dead had been buried and the survivors, the little children and those peaceable decent souls who had not been carried away by the puritanical zeal of the majority, locking themselves into their homes and praying that the poor girl might be spared, flocked out to greet her. They assured her. She was sucking my tongue and her hands were all over me.I broke the kiss. “Slow down baby, let’s finish this upstairs so we can enjoy ourselves. I think you liked what Terri was doing." Kristen smiled. We went upstairs.Kristen started to remove her clothes. I stopped her and moved to the mirror and unbuttoned her blouse. She was standing there, wearing a red matching set, bra, thong, and a red garter belt holding up her black stockings. “What do you see?” I asked Kristen.She came back with, “I.