Millie: I know, I can’t wait! So how do we?Rachel: Like a regular guy, I suppose. Maybe a little massage oil, light a few candles.Millie: Omg, you�...re hopeless.Rachel: Maybe I’ll think clearer on a full stomach. Lets get him lubed up… Yeah, just like washing a car. Don’t be afraid to apply pressure! Ooh, a drop of honey is squeezing out. Millie: I wanna try! Rachel: Yeah? Go ahead and collect it on your tongue. Millie: Mmm, it’s salty but I like it!Rachel: Really? Let me try! … Oh my god, that. I got on the train in a first class carriage (using the card he gave me to pay for his dry cleaning and that was going to pay for a good night out for me and a couple of friends tonight) and was joined a couple of minutes later by a hot looking guy who smiled nicely and sat opposite me, we got talking and I told him what happened he said I should get my own back so I explained I had one of his credit cards and was going to max it out before I told him to get lost, he thought that was funny and. He used to request me to teach that subject post lectures in the library.We used to sit in the college library and discuss the subject. Many a times, the library used to be empty. I must admit that I never let go of the opportunity of touching his nervy and well-shaped arms and thighs, by any reason whatsoever.I always used to expect that sometime at least I would notice him getting a boner and he would give me an indication, after which I would strip him off in the washroom and suck his dick. .. maybe!" he finally admitted."Let's look at these clothes," I suggested after that.It was immediately apparent that not only were the clothes nowhere near our size, but that they hadn't been cleaned since the last time they were worn, perhaps the last several times."Definitely in need of a cleaning spell," Kell said holding his nose. There was the definite smell of unwashed bodies that the perfume used on the clothes couldn't cover up."Not to mention a shrinkage spell after that so they fit.