Fir mainey apne muh se reshma ki panty utar di or bina time waste kiye apna muh uski ras wali choot pe rakh k choosne laga… uski choot bot garam ho ...ayi thi or uski choot me ras tapak raha tha jo main pi raha tha…. Fir chachi ne mera lucnd muh le liya or chusne lagi or main reshma k doodhoo pi raha tha maze se… fir chachi uthi or resma ko jangho pe beth gayi or apne kapde utarne lagi , kapde utar k wo apni choot ko reshma ki choot pe rakh k ragadne lagi or maine apna lund reshma k muh de diya. "Such was the life of a VIXEN candidate" Amelia thought to herself as she hops up from her bunk. The Ludus had become quite empty, as most of the other girls had either taken their vows or been sold off into slavery. This was worrying to her, but she was also kind of relaxing. When she was first brought in as a child, the barracks was overcrowded and worse yet, almost everyone were girls, no older than 14. But now, Amelia was a full grown woman, of 20 name days, and her new found privacy was a. "He never falls down." What's going on?" Coach demanded."Just protecting my girlfriend," said Mark."It didn't look that way," she said."He's got a thing for Melissa," interjected Matt, "and he won't stay away."Coach smirked then said, "Let's go!"Matt and Mark sat as though they dreaded VP Henderson's office. I sat confident that I would be exonerated once again. Coach Carson was my witness. Melissa was with us this time and she fidgeted."So what brings you to my office on such a sunny day,". Surely we gave the rest of you the spell then!" Uncle Sean said in agitation."No, Dear. You never gave us the spell," Grandmother Margie told her son."How could we not have?" my Mom, Annie, asked."I believe it's something that slipped through the cracks," Grandfather Mark told her."In any case, here is the spell. It isn't difficult, but someone needs to maintain it while the others are busy," my Dad told everyone, and then went over the spell and its glyph. Pat and I demonstrated it for them..