With those vibrant magical sticks she could create new worlds where Sara didn't have to hide at all. In her colored pictures, Sara was a beautiful lit...le girl, who played outside and had lots of friends and a Daddy who loved her. Each day she made new masterpieces that absolutely astounded her mother. Not even school age yet, and obviously she was a gifted artist.Crayons became Sara's best friend and one that could go with her places that her dress and dolly couldn't go, because about four. He wiggled a little, no doubt due to a rapidly erecting cock beneath. I finished his thighs, calves and feet before putting a little more oil on his back. I then climbed on top of Tony and body surfed his back. As I raised my body a little, I body surfed his back with my hardened nipples; nibbling gently on his ears again before tonguing his ear and kissing him on the cheek. On turning him over, I was greeted with a circumcised hard on; probably just on six inches, yet still impressive. I. “I mean, he cheated on me, you know. I never betrayed him.”“Er... unless you count eating my pussy on a couple of occasions,” quipped Jane.“Yeah, OK, but I don’t count that as cheating. That’s just me being friendly, isn’t it? Saving your batteries on the old rabbit,” giggled Phil, his demeanour relaxing.“Positively philanthropic,” laughed Jane. “You want me to return the favour?”“Er... what do you mean?” Phil looked slightly alarmed.“Well, above and beyond the call of duty, of course,” Jane. It tasted like the best tea imagined, with a hints of something sweet, something sensual, and something forbidden, if those could be tastes.‘I don’t see why they couldn’t be,’ she thought, and then, ‘And something else. Something magical, perhaps. Oh, and look, there I am. Dancing.’Indeed, she was, or at least a version of her, made of curls of steam, danced upon the surface of her drink. She watched in wonder as steam Alice was joined by the twins who danced with her playfully, passing her.