The stickiness between her legs gave testament to her solo cum just before nodding off. As she showered and got ready for the day she kept replaying ...he events of the previous night in her head. ‘The truth,’ she admitted to herself in a soft whisper, ‘is that I feel foolish. Obviously my imagination and my extreme horniness made me believe that Jacob was watching and could possibly be interested in me. Why would he want to be with me, a pathetic loser, anyway?’ As usual Jan was very hard on. Only then can the serious business begin."Well, then, this is a Summoning. We set up the proper context, then charge one particular corner of the room with enough energy to open a channel, a path. Before lightning strikes, its path already anticipates it, draws it down. That is what we must do, create a low-resistance path for the One Who Will Come."First the "purification." We both showered thoroughly, using an abrasive, lye-scented soap that scoured and reddened the skin. Then the inner. There is the solitude she craves, away from the sharp fragments of life.Beside her is a single bottle of milk. The girl strokes the bottle with her hand, enjoying the coolness against her skin. She strokes her fingers up and down the length of it. The condensation on the clear glass wets her palm.The woman on the bench raises her hand and sucks the moist droplets from her palm. Her tongue explores her raised palm and she stretches out her legs, stiffening her thighs and lower back. She relishes. Robert winked at Lexi, and replied, “Only if it requires a non-disclosure agreement to be signed by any, and all, naughty participants.”The two horny women grinned at each other, and replied, “What happens at the company Christmas party stays at the company Christmas party.” They rubbed their tits against Robert’s arms and giggled, “Cross our hearts and hope to suck your cock.”Robert was feeling no pain. He had indulged in three glasses of celebratory scotch, and was at the bar waiting for the.