A ruby-encrusted crown sat atop her head, and although she was easily Marla's age, she looked much prettier. Great, Marla thought to herself. It's jus... like Cinderella's fairy godmother, without the wings."Actually," the figure said to her, "I do have wings. They're rather small, though." She turned around, and lo and behold, Marla could see two tiny wings between her shoulder blades. Though she couldn't fly, the mysterious woman could flap them easily. Marla was stunned at the sight of her. ‘She’s a featherweight,’ she giggled. ‘I guess so,’ Joe grumbled. ‘You’re not far behind her, it seems.’ Kim looked around the room in her cute and disarming way. ‘Baby, focus. Who is Tyler?’ Ashley sighed as she made a concerted effort to focus her vision on her lover. ‘Our son…well, Jasmine’s son. He’s lost in the woods. Why doesn’t this concern any of you?!’ The group looked at each other in total confusion. Kim snickered, ‘since when do you have a son?’ Ashley trained her focus on Kim in. He could do just about anything to me and I would not say no. My top was soaked from his sucking both my breasts, it was as though I was leaking milk. The room was cool and when that air hit the wet spots on my top, my nipples were even harder, larger and ready to be man handled with some nibbles and some hard tweaking. He started to work his way down by kissing my belly and licking the belly button. He got to my pussy but he did not pull them off. He started to kiss the outside of the panties. Testing its pliant softness between my fingers brought me to raptures; they were truly perfect in every respect and so wonderfully small that I imagine they will probably retain their perfection even as she ages.Cradling her body in my lap, we kissed more openly; her searching lips pulling at mine, punctuated by breathless gasps as I made tiny strokes up the underside of her breast towards the hard button of her nipple. Unsure of her experience with kissing, I progressed slowly so as not to.