They weren't really picnic clothes. She had better get all the use out of them that she could.They were hot and sweating before they stepped into the ...elative coolness of the woods. The clearing with the spring and the mint was much smaller than she remembered. Maybe she was bigger; maybe she wasn't counting the pool and the brook this time. The woods were quiet. A few crows called from distant fields. Otherwise, every wild creature could have been sleeping in the heat."Put it down there," she. "What's wrong now?" the Wizard asked."It's my hair. I wanna be a redhead. I met this cute girl in the park,about my age, but she told me she only likes redheads. So I wanna changemy hair color." Couldn't you just go to the salon?" Sorry. I tried that, and she saw right through it. 'Sorry, blondie,but I only date natural carrot tops.' And she left. Give me this, andI'll be totally satisfied." Fine. Here's a potion that'll make even your own mother swear you're anatural redhead." Thank you." Joey. Your underwear is dark red: a balcony bra pushing up your shapely C-cup breasts, matching bikini panties made mostly of thin lace panels and a suspender belt, from which four straps are fastened to your old-fashioned seamed black stockings. You stand poised above me in such control and authority, your hands on your hips. You instruct me to remove your panties, and to kiss and lick and worship the shaven pussy that I find – all of this I do eagerly, tasting your warm spicy pussy-juice for the. Who excitement ki charam seema par this phir uska sarir akadne laga aur who mujhe ruke ko kehne lagi, par main kaha rukne wala tha, main use chodtha raha. Phir mere naza uski gand k cheed par padi jo ki brownish color ka tha aur lund ander bahar jaate hue phailta aur sukadta thaYe dekh mera man gand ki taraf akarshit hua, lekin main jaanta tha ki ladi apni gaand kabhi aasani se nahi deti, maine tel ki bottle utha kar dhar sara tel haanth main liya aur uski gand par daal diya, aur gaand sehlaane.