She didn't know what to do with herself. She hadn't quite come down from her orgasm and now she was being taken to greater heights. The feeling was al...ost beyond compare. She felt euphoric and otherworldly. No drug on earth could do this. No man could do this. Another sharp intake of breath followed the entry of the third fairy into her arse. It wriggled and writhed inside her. The fairy in her pussy and the fairy in her arse rubbed the wall that separated them. Stimulating her in yet another. . ?" Mr. Johnson seemed to have lost the ability to string more than two words together."Oh, I'm sorry. Did I embarrass you? I'm so sorry." Tiffany flipped her skirt down and snapped her knees together."No. I, um ... It's just that ... Don't, uh, worry about it. It's okay," Mr. Johnson babbled."You are embarrassed, aren't you?" I'm, uh, I'm sorry that I, um..." Mr. Johnson, please don't be embarrassed. It was my fault for sitting like that. And to be honest, I sort of liked you looking." What!". I had continued caressing her ass as we spoke and she was responding now, grinding her ass at me in time to my hands. I could hear her breathing getting deep and I could see that she was getting turned on talking about this as I rubbed her hot ass. I moved my fingers back down and began rubbing her pussy more, my fingers sliding back and forth between her pussy lips but not going inside her just yet. As my finger went across her clit, I made sure she felt it and rubbed her clit hard, eliciting. Taylor and this is your nurse, Heather Jansen. Can you tell me how you’re feeling honey?’ Lena looked him in the eyes and opened her mouth to speak. ‘W-where…’ her voice was dry and painful, ‘Where are my family?’ she managed. She could barely speak, but she didn’t care, she needed answers… She realised the voice from her dreams was Matt’s, no-one else called her ‘kiddo’ like he did. But she also knew that hearing voices in her head was never a good sign, she was sure it could mean only one.