She told me to sneak over then. I was so excited that time seem to drag by so slowly. Around 10 that night, I climbed out my bedroom window and starte... running down the street to her house. I knocked on the back door and she opened it. I walked inside and turned to her. She had on a thin white t-shirt and her nipples were hard a rocks. She had on a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to her bedroom and shut the door. I sat on the bed and she turned to. She was talking that calmly her slight movements didnt seem out of place, what I wasnt aware of, was she was unfastening the towel, the first I knew of this was when she held my hand and pressed it against her right breast, she continued talking as if nothing had changed, and then my other hand was pressed against her right breast, still her conversation continued quite calm and collected. Then very slowly she started moving my hand across her tits, I felt her nipples getting hard and her. When I returned to the bedroom Iolanthe was awake and smiling again. ‘Good morning, Iolanthe,’ I said. ‘Good morning, Malcolm,’ She replied. ‘I’d like to get up but I need a change of clothes.’ She looked at her formal gown still folded across the chair. ‘I might have a t-shirt and some jogging bottoms…’ ‘Malcolm, if you could get my suitcase?’ ‘Fairies have suitcases?’ ‘This one does.’ ‘And where is that suitcase?’ ‘At Mary’s house of course.’ ‘So Iolanthe was supposed to be my partner at. This position felt strange as his cock was much deeper into me hitting me deep in. It did hurt me deep inside my pussy but this little pain itself was so pleasing. My boobs were dangling and swaying with each thrust into and out of my pussy and each thrust of his cock into me was sending me into heavens and my pussy started flowing juices much faster. Manesh held my boobs in his hands squeezing them and pinching my nipples in between his thumbs and fingers. I was so enjoying the fucking that I.