Thathad been his decision in an email. He said we were in this for theexperience and talking away before the final step would cloud things.Now I'm not...stupid. I mitigated the risk by getting his home address,his full name, his phone number etc and before I had left I wrote aletter explaining to whoever read it if I didn't get back on Sunday whathad happened. The note, which I had mailed to myself a week earlier, satin a drawer on the hall table near my front door. I was sure it would befound by. We would most of the time be looking at each other’s bodies and from time to time meeting eyes, but she had her eyes closed mostly, and when she did open them she was just looking down at her pussy surrounding my cock. After a minute or two she pulled her feet up and placed them on either side of me and sat on my cock. I could feel that I was filling her completely and she closed her eyes and let out a bit of a gasp as she grabbed at her tits that were still in her bra. I reached up and palmed. . and can we play, even for just an hour or two?” She kissed me deep again and then giggled, dashing back to kiss first Dot and the two teenaged girls once again. This time much more amorously, with long tender caresses each of their breasts as well.I think it bears mentioning that every one of the Fae I’ve ever met constantly has sex on the brain. Every waking moment, twenty-four/seven. They’re just wired that way. No fairy I’d ever met was anything resembling a mental genius either. Most in. She threw herself into a corner of a huge leather sofa, and I chose to sit in the middle, closer to her. She continued her nervous chatter sipping her wine. From our email, I knew she was 420 friendly and she proceeded to pull out a tray from under the sofa and load a small glass pipe. She handed it to me with a lighter. As our hands touched, I could feel an electric current pass through us from one to another and I saw her chest rise with her sharp breath as we touched. Again, I felt my.