His cock stood out against his belly, just the right length and girth, my pussy contracted involuntarily and I imagined how it will fill me up. I took...his cock in both hands and fondled it, enjoying the texture of it, the spongy hard feel and the soft skin sliding in my hands. I continued to stroke it with one hand while gathering his balls tenderly in the other hand. I bent my head to put my lips around one of his testicles. I sucked the wrinkled skin very gently into my mouth while I pumped. "Those are the types of mages. Any questions?" "Nope. Common mages, devils, demons, witches, sorcerers, and, uh, resonants. Got it." Bellemir nodded. "There are a few spells that any mage can work. Igniting fires for example," she pointed at a nearby lamp and Nessa saw its wick catch fire, "or purifying air. There are also effects than can be achieved in many different ways. Things like dousing fires . . ." Bellemir nodded at the lamp again and Nessa saw its flame go out, "and. ”“Banana sliced down the middle,” Saffie giggled, “with the ice cream in the gap ... isn’t there a pink banana?” She has zero interest in earning money: buying things means waving her phone over the checkout terminal like a magic wand.“And the finger sticking in,” Lizzie picked it up with a snigger, “of chocolate flake.”“Are the nuts big ones?” grinned Phoebz, “like walnuts?”“White chocolate poured over...” added Saffs.“What kind of basis?” asked Zann.“Well,” I searched for the right way to put. It's just......." she stammered."Now stop, Mrs. C," Greg hollered, slamming his hand down on the table with a resounding crack, startling her into silence. "I think you've dug a deep enough hole for yourself. You don't want to make it any worse by continuing to argue. What would your daughter think if she could see you now, arguing like this," he said disdainfully.Completely awash in confusion, Mrs. Clark bowed her head in defeat and muttered, "I'm sorry." As you should be Mrs. C., now as a.