Oil dibbled down, rivulets of warmth slipping between her lips and tickling down her bottom.She panted from the stimulation, indulging in a Sapphic pa...adise. If this was the result of losing the fight, she vaguely wondered why she ever fought to begin with. A pair of lips began nipping and kissing her fingers, then she felt the restraint on her hand released followed by the other. Both hands were guided above her head. Azure perked her head up looking around under the blindfold and felt soft. “That…was…amazing!” I managed to say between breathes “Hmm, you taste good too” Alexis rubbed her fingers against my crotch and then stuck them in my mouth; an odd taste became present, not a horrible taste, but a sweet one. I could taste my own cum and it tasted amazing. “Want to try mine?” Megan purred, I nodded as I got up off her and we all entered the shower. The hot water was surprisningly refreshing as it cascaded down our sweaty skin. Alexis slid the door shut and turned to me as I. Over the few scant months from the day she movedin she had made a habit in coming down to practice her craft on a weeklybasis. She rarely cast a spell or brewed potions. The large majority ofher habit consisted of spiritual and mental discipline rituals. For onlythose with clarity of mind could advance to practice the truly wondrousmagics in the world.It was a pity that her Purity of Thought exercises had little-to-noeffect on her. Had she cleansed herself of desire, her infatuation withanother. Robert stood and sipped his whisky. "I think we're in trouble," he said, his hand on the banister.Caroline rolled her big child up to her shoulder and pulled her flowered dress together. She took a breath and made her face calm. "What kind of trouble?" she asked, happy that she had controlled her voice."Bad," he said, resuming his chair and putting his stockinged feet beside hers. "Might be very bad." He gripped his glass with both hands."Tell me. And remind me to darn those stockings." I will.