Guilt forced me to do some actual work; thus, I was nose deep into geo-bullshit, when I felt a tap on my shoulder.I turned to see the pretty blue eyes...of Kim.“Hiya, guy. What’s up?”I made a quick glance to the sky. “Clouds.”“You do think you’re a comedian. Too bad you aren’t.”“I’m hurt,” I replied.She smiled as she sat down, flopping a bag videos on the table. “You think so now. Just wait,” she said.Before I could ask her to explain, she added, “Jenny’s getting coffee for us. She’ll be out in a. She wasn't about to wish for moneyor fame if that prick was going to get it too. Maybe she could wish forbelongings? After all, it's not like O'Donnel would have any use forthings like perfume or dresses...Sandra's eyes widened, and a grin came over her face. Oh... she newEXACTLY what to wish for...* * * * * * * * * *Neil sat up in his bed and stretched, grinning. It had been two monthssince he got rid of that killjoy of a wife, Sandra, and life was good.He chuckled and glanced at the figure in. “Do it…” I said, my voice sounding hoarse for some reason.“Oh, sweetheart…” Daddy said surprised, while I put him back in my mouth.I knew he would love the idea. Soon as he was deep inside my mouth and the tip of his cock got to the entrance to my throat I braced myself, as I felt his hand pushing my head down. His big thing forced its way inside of my throat. He didn’t stop until a good part of it was in. I felt my stomach contract, and I had to hold back spasms that ran my whole body and. Suddenly, you feel a tickle on your thigh. You go to swat it away, only to find my head in place between your legs. And my moist lips, working their way upwards, towards your very own wet lips. Your thick aroma already envelopes my every sense, imploring me to hurry up and fuck you. But you know that it won’t come that swiftly.My smooth palms, already wet as my body senses the acts about to be committed, caress your breasts, sliding over them, beneath them, tickling your skin and sending goose.