I don’t feel like being stranded on another island anytime soon.” The witch knows her friend is joking, even if there is a bit of seriousness in h...r tone. She can’t really blame her after all they have been through. “But we’ll get together real soon,” Hazel continues assuredly. “Besides, you’re going to have to tell me all about the yeti.”Penelope grins. “And Gudnwet.”“Her too,” Hazel remarks. “I think I wouldn’t mind meeting her sometime.”Penelope watches her friend disappear below the deck of. "Down," I say. She slowly slides down my body and kneels on the floor as I push my skirt up. I pull my panties to the side and press her head against my pussy. She hesitates, but then starts licking across my labia. I sit down on the toilet seat and spread my legs further, while the tip of her tongue circles my clit.Finally I can't stand it anymore. I look down at her, with her red coloured hair between my legs, the nice airline uniform still neat while she's licking my cunt, and then I squirt. I started to rub myself all over. My nipples were hard and poking through my undershirt, and my newly shaved pussy was getting wetter, the more I rubbed it. I got out of the drivers seat and went to the passenger side seat, pulled my panties off from under my mini skirt. I hiked my leg up on the back of the seat and began to finger my wetness. I moaned and rubbed my clit, smoothing my wetness all over the folds of my pussy. One finger at a time, in and out of my hole, I had four fingers. “Charlotte Howson commented on Alison Farrar’s status “have a great time”. “What’s on my mind?” I don’t want to be me, I want to be her. I don’t want to be small and dowdy and forgotten. I don’t want to be “her indoors”, shuffling around in tunic tops and A-line skirts, baking endless cakes for “good causes”, popping round for coffee and chatter about houses, gardens, and “how wonderfully Nathan is doing at his new school”. I want to be tall and elegant with platinum blond hair falling about my.