...it is magnificent, simply magnificent. I couldn't get enough of looking at her ass. In fact after a few times seeing Emma, I started daydreaming ab...ut her. I thought of getting into her pants and doing things to that ass. I even dreamed of going down on her and getting a taste of that gorgeous butt. Even just looking at the sexy way she dressed and how she presents herself, she just looked like a girl that enjoys a good night of getting screwed. Of course I never thought that would happen.. “Look, your vagina has a defense mechanism which is triggered when your sexual arousal is too high and not satisfied. I believe this is what you humans call being horny. If you continue to ignore these signals you are at risk of attracting unfriendly spirits who will harvest your sexual energy by force, be it demons or other dark entities. I believe your culture refers to these spirits as incubuses. When your sexual energy begins to peak at this level, your vagina signals for help and it’s my. Well, not actually a voice, but a sort of...thought. It was the same thought that had brought me to this warehouse,this crate, and this wardrobe. The thought was saying, I must moveforward. With my heart thumping with both fear and excitement, I movedsome of the dresses aside and climbed in.As I moved through row after row of dresses, I noticed they seemed to begetting bigger. I found it difficult to not stop and admire the dresses,especially when I came across one which I knew, somehow, was. I hoped that she’ll never make a mess out of it seeing her initial response. Now was the time for a major step. I rotated my palm and kept it by its front so that I can manipulate my fingers.Still no reaction. I closed my eyes tight and grabbed her ass like a ball softly in the beginning. She jerked a bit forward, not expecting it probably but stayed back in her place. I decided that’s it, this lady won’t mind a bit of fun. I again gave a squeeze to her a soft feathery ass and again got a jerk.