She jerked suddenly and try to adjust her dress pretending to behave casual . Taking this as advantage I lifted her chudidar and planted a kiss on her...butt over her pants. She got scared with this and observed the surroundings but everybody is sleeping. With this she was relaxed and again standing normally as before. She is probably enjoying this attention but not admitting it. Now I bite her butt gently and for this she rubbed her butt because of little pain.Now I moved my right hand inside. I waited to see her wince, but instead she inhaled deeplythrough her nose, apparently loving the smell of her lover's gases. Oddly,I found myself enjoying their smell and taste. I had heard people don'tmind the smell of their own farts, so I supposed that would now apply tome and my productions."Wait here baby, let me get something," she said and stood up. From myvantage point I could see her rummaging in the drawer of their dresserbefore pulling out a small black object. "Open wide!" she. Finally there was only one slip left.“This is interesting,” Ms. Delia said. She held up the slip and said loudly, “Patriots 13, Rams 3.”“Wow!” Charlotte exclaimed, turning to her girls, “one of you really nailed it.”“I’m afraid they didn’t,” Ms. Delia said. “This is Ms Pearson’s slip.”“It looks like I win,” Ms Pearson said as she walked down to join Ms Delia at floor level. “That means that both of you lose,“ she said firmly. “And I believe that the bet involved something about running naked. I have a few bottles of mead to help you in my car. Mead may be right for witches. Susan, remember that you must leave the square when the photographer comes. Do not stay there any longer. You agreed as the witch queen, so find a good excuse to leave the place. May be that you need to visit the toilet.- Yes, father. - Susan told her father that she had no objection and se agree to continue the witch celebration. She was pleased to go a little wild this time. - You said something like that you.