<em>Mary w/Amethyst in Room 2</em><br/><br/>"Yes," Mary whispered as she kept her eyes on Amethyst's spread thighs, on her glistening sex. Her own body was heating up and desired to do more than just touch, but Mary resisted. She knew that the moment she crossed the line, she would be in her own personal hell. And right now...she could lie to herself and say it was research. Merely research. She ran her tongue along her lower lip, tongue eager to taste what was glistening between Amethyst's lower lips, but she held back. Everything was safe as long as she did not touch. But...she could at least be honest. "It excites me...very much."<br/><br/>A tremor ran down her spine as Mary suddenly ordered, her voice a bit rushed, betraying how excited she was, "Touch yourself. Are your nipples sensitive or are they...can you be rough with them?" She was so curious as to what her sister in law enjoyed...she wanted to know what turned Amethyst on.