I can see you have some rather abnor-weird fetish." You were clearly going to say abnormal didn't you?" She squirmed under my deadpan stare, trying to...convince herself she didn't say that, before giving up and attempting to change the subject by coughing lightly into her hand."A-as I was saying, this will now be my body and you'll be able to summon me as you wish, but noted that I possess no actual combat power. Now, please think or say 'Status' to view your, well, status board."I chanted in my. I was crazy for her, to be fair not crazy for her but for her asset ass and obviously pussy and I always wonder that if she is so beautiful then how would her pussy be? She was always fond of me and same as I and but who dares to tell her that I want to share bed with her as it was question on my profession. I used to keep mum always. So I always started masturbating fantasising her and I really enjoyed that. Sometimes at her place and sometimes at mine sometimes in her bedroom and sometimes. At that time we had in our garden, that was accessible from the back road by a little iron gate, a fully equipped shed. It was fitted for having guests that wanted to stay over or were too intoxicated to go home. In the right-hand corner was one of those antique beds with those low bedposts with a ball on top of them, allowing the bed entirely open and approachable.I hadn't given the idea of the blindfold a lot of attention the following weeks. It was early springtime and one weekend, I was. I laid down on the couch to see if it was conformable. After a few moments I shrugged."This will be fine, but thanks though," I said.I sat back up, so Samantha could sit down on the couch. Something told me she was about to drop the 'Sisterly love" on me; I was correct."Look. I know this must be a hard time for you, but you can stay as long as you want," Samantha said.She got back up, and walked over to the kitchen door. peeking inside; she disappeared behind the swinging door. I heard the.