The tenderness of her lips ignites my passion again. I open my mouth slightly, and she slips her tongue into my mouth to find my tongue, playing with ...t so lightly.I reach my arms around her, pulling her lovely body into me. She hasn't bothered to put her bra back on, so I feel my little boobs press into her lovely soft ones. We moan together.Her hands caress my sides then she pulls back and finds my boobs. Her fingers play all over them through my shirt. My nipples stand up, and she finds. We have both lost count of the number of occasions when another woman has cupped my wife's breasts, kissed her nipples and stroked her sensual pussy lips in a dressing room. Smiling and touching each other I have often peeked in and enjoyed the sight of Elizabeth and another posh lady fondling and caressing with each other as they undress and dress in some erotic lingerie. Then I have stood as the curtain is drawn back and Elizabeth steps out in a new outfit and she poses for me there and moves. "I love you." I looked at her, a bit puzzled. "Ditto." I said, and smiled at her. She sat up, stretched and yawned loudly. My pussy had begin to drip my juices. Soaking my panties. I told Rachel I was going to the bathroom and left quickly. I pushed open the door, went into the nearest stall, and pulled my long skirt up to my waist, pulling down my orange panties. I inspected them and saw just how large the wet patch was. I put the toilet seat down and pulled out my breasts from my bra, not. Posting rights granted toFictionmania all other rights reserved.***Synopsis: The world of children is filled with magic.Some of this magic is so strong that once born it has a life of it's own outside that of the child who's imaginationbrought it into existence. Powerful magic of this naturecan change time and events, thoughts and memories, eventhe physical world. Such is the nature of this story.***The children lined up to get on their buses for the ride home.It was the end of school for.