“I don’t know, but now we either sit here and wait for Celestine to come home, or we talk to Jim, or we talk to Kristal.”“I’ll call Kristal,...see what she’s got to say for herself, the little pervert.” Maurice picked up the phone and ran through the personal address book until he found her name. He dialed slowly, closing the book as he waited for someone to answer. “Hello? Hi, this is Maurice Gisal, Lauren’s father. We have a problem that I think you might be able to help us with. Can you tell. He rubbed the small nubs and she felt them stiffen as tendrils of pleasure radiated from his thumbs. He put his hands around her firm petite ass and held her tight while his stiffness slid in and out of her with more urgency, she dropped her head to his chest, her eyes rested on her sleeping mother. She said her first words since sneaking to the room, “Do it in me, I want to feel it.” The man groaned, humped his ass rapidly and she felt his stomach flexing as cum gushed into her in six strong. "You just can't see it. It's not a bad trick, huh?" Illusions are pretty easy," Byron snorted."But you can't do them," Zach pointed out. Like me Byron didn't havemuch of a magical aptitude. His score on the WK test was no better thanmine."I don't need to," Byron retorted. "What would I want to change?"I had to admit he had a point. If the girls had bothered to vote on it,they would probably have elected Byron the most studly guy in the class.Six two and well proportioned, he had one of those. ...you love being my dirty little girl, don't you?" Yes, yes, make me your dirty little fuck slut, yes!" Casey cried. "Oh God, Matt, I'm going to cum again!" Cum for me," I grunted. "I want you to cum for me. Show me how dirty you are."When she'd cum, I then put Casey onto her back, sliding back into her pussy and slammed into her harder, hearing her moan louder each time she met each of my strokes.She kept pushing forward to take more of my cock inside her as our bodies joined together to meet.