Her pussy was just so tight. I decided to give it a little rub and it started to get wet. I took that same finger and tasted it. I love the taste off ...ussy but none better than hers. She started moving around and I decided to hide under the sofa bed so that she doesnt see me. I got upafter a couple of min and went to my room. The next day they decided to go to the mall and all I could think about is grab that panty that she wore yesterday and get a whiff of it. As soon as the coast is clear I. Phil smiled and ripped off her shirt her tits bounced out and he immediately stuck one boobie in his mouth flicking her plump nipple with his tongue and spitting on it and slurping it up. Joy wanted him to stop but her body was responding like a cheap whores. She was so embarrassed- here she was being enjoyed in front of so many people. The professor had even stopped and had a smirk on his face. Phil was motorboating her boobies sucking and slurping and slapping her titties with his hands and. "I don't do 'tricks'," the little man answered, impatient withtrivialities while he tried to save this mortal's reality."Listen," he said finally getting Mike's attention. "There is greatdanger here. You must be very careful what you say next."Mike looked nervously around for a second and waited over a prolongedsilence. "Why?" he finally asked carefully."Because what you say can trigger great but unpredictable change."Mike waited another long period of time before responding. "How?" he said. Some call it kismet, but I now understand it as 'true love'. You read about it in fairytales, and featured in Hollywood movies. But what we found that day, would test more than just time, it would test the resolve of what life threw my way.Listening to your angelic voice as you spoke those first words, felt like I was listening to one of those sad songs, offering relfections about love and romance that I finally began to comprehend. I still feel that touch of your fingers, as they snuck across.