Hal's arm involuntarily tightened slightly. He restrained himself from kissing the top of her head. "Where did that idea come from?" he asked himself...."Pull yourself together or you'll really upset her." I think you could do with a cuppa or a swig of brandy," he said gently.Her head came up again. "Is there any?" Brandy?" Mm." I think so. Sit up and I'll go and have a look."She reached up and touched his cheek. "Thanks, Hal." She sat back up properly and Hal reluctantly removed his arm and went. The pain excited me even more while her lips began to lightly touch the base of my cock kissing and licking it up to the top. When she first touched the tip with her tongue I felt like I was going to explode but I didn’t, she knew how to push a man to the edge without taking him over it. So she paused a while and then went back to her job licking it like a baby eating an ice cream, her right hand was playing with my balls, teasing and pressing them together. Once a while she kissed them,. It would take courage and commitment, but Bobbi's awimp." Bobbi's face burned at this last remark. I continued: "Let's try asimple bra for now."We ended with a delightful simple bra with little padded A cups, justright for the current size of Bobbi's imagination. I made her keep it onunder her shirt. It looked only a little awkward. I tipped Mrs. Apple anextra $20 for her help.Once back in the car, I said: "Go ahead, Bobbi, speak without fear." How could you do that? I thought you were my. .. and I have to admit that I enjoyed it ... a lot! Okay, I confess that! It was fun! Why I like rough sex so damn much is a complete mystery to me, just as is my decreasing desire to even try to help the Charmed Ones. I have no fucking clue why, but I just ... I no longer feel the urge to go out and fight demons or save the Halliwell sisters, despite what all we’ve been through ... I have no motivation, which is truly strange,” Billie replied as she took a hit of the same bong.“That’s fine.