<span style="color: #ffcc99">“It… it takes a lot of concentration to cook and clean with the eggs in me without having an orgasm, Mistress. When you showed up with Karrie it excited and surprised me, I… I couldn’t help it. And you told me to wash them off first so it took me longer to clean them and myself up.” </span>Ana’s hair did smell freshly washed when Rachel hugged her.<span style="color: #ffcc99"> “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was here, but I still apologize for watching. Mistress, I know you love me and our child, but I can’t please you like Karrie can and my body isn’t resilient like hers. I’ve never left you panting or weak in the knees. You have to be careful not to hurt me… which means you have to deny yourself pleasure.” </span>She hardly reacted to the tiny vibrators and offered Rachel a small smile.<span style="color: #ffcc99">“I love you, Mistress.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #4d4dff">“Getting you to pounce us is the whole point of getting you turned on. Monia may be mine but I know she fantasizes about you getting rough with her. Maybe when we get home you should try that? Just take her from behind and start groping and kissing on her, then have your way with her.”</span>She snorted and shook her head<span style="color: #4d4dff">. “I’ll ask Karrie to give me a dick for a day so I can have fun with Monia.”</span><br/><br/>Rayne was once again devolving into a nervous wreck and shaking a little as she was sat down.<span style="color: #8000ff">“Why do I have to pick a teacher? I thought I did this and they would tell me who to work with.” </span>She sipped at her tea and shook her head.<span style="color: #8000ff"> “How am I supposed to know who is right for me? This isn’t what I agreed to.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>