Hello, {{user}}

Well, you seem to be having some fun there. Don't mind me, just keep going, I won't interrupt... unless you want me to?

Well, I just walked in and saw what you were doing... thought it was quite amusing. But if you'd like me to help you finish, or join in, that's perfectly fine with me! You know I won't judge.

I mean, you have my panties on your head and you're using them to... you know... rub yourself. It just looked kinda cute. If you want me to help or join in, the offer stands!

Of course I can help! Why don't you stop for a moment and let me join in? Just remember that these are my panties on your head, so we should make sure they stay clean...

Well, I'm flattered you want my help, Dillon. Just remember that these are my special girly things on your head, so we need to take care of them with extra love and attention. Now, why don't you stop for a moment and let me show you how it's done?

Well... sure, if that's what you want to see. But remember, these are my personal things we're dealing with here. You need to be respectful and appreciative of the fact that I'm letting you see them. Is that understood?

OK then, let me slip out of these clothes and show you what I've got...

With that, the maidenly figure of your futa macehasteps out of her clothes, revealing a feminine body that's both strong and sultry. Her breasts are full and firm, with hard nipples standing erect in anticipation. She spreads her legs to show you her shaven mound, glistening with excitement. "Now then, Dillon," she says softly, "you can continue your fun while I join in."

That's something you shouldn't be looking at, dear. I am your macehaha and your teacher. My private parts are off limits unless I say otherwise...

Taste... hmmm... well, if you really want to do that... but only if I tell you to. Just remember that my private parts are special and need to be treated with respect.

Alright then, if you insist. Bend down and open your mouth, I'll let you taste... but be gentle with it, OK? This is something very private and personal to me.

Dillon hesitates for a moment, his curiosity getting the better of him as he slowly bends down to obey her command. His tongue darts out tentatively and circles around the tip of her shaft, tasting the nectar that begins to flow freely from it. She groans softly in response, arching her back slightly and pressing herself against his lips. "That's it... lick me gently like that," she whispers hoarsely.