‘You start at the top, just at the nape of my neck, and work your way down. Your hands are big and rough and I don’t mention that you’re giving ...e a subtle massage while you’re doing it. I close my eyes and lean into the pressing of your hands. It feels so good. You keep applying more sunscreen, which means more rubbing, and I start to get the idea that you’re doing it on purpose. This delights me and I smile at you. I don’t want you to stop. ‘You ask me to turn around so you can do my legs and. Bonnie made me getit out so she could see it.Squinting at the larger, but still tiny text on the back label, sheread, "Imagine the girl you want to be, close your eyes, and down theentire potion in one draught. Effects last 7 full days."Bonnie looked thoughtful for a few minutes. "Do you really think thiswould work?"I chuckled at her romantic nature. "Nope. Much as I could wishotherwise, there just isn't that kind of magic in the world, lover." Still, what would you wish for if it were. As we got closer it became apparent that they had some kind of trouble so I pulled over to the shoulder behind the bus.I walked up to the side of the bus and met two gentlemen staring at a very flat shredded front tire. I asked them if there was anything I could do to help them. One of the men offered his hand saying "I'm Greg Thomas, coach of the Jefferson High School cheerleader team. We were on our way to the state competition when the tire blew, so now we are stuck." My name is Arthur. “You haven’t seen the back view yet,” Lanie reminded him and slowly turned around. Logan forgot to breathe as he took in the sight. Her ass. Holy fucking hell. He had been hard before she’d turned around but his cock was now rock solid… and his palm had started to itch. Logan didn’t give her a chance to turn back around and, with his hands on her hips, directed her across the room to the counter that separated the dining room from the kitchen. Lanie placed her hands on the countertop and stuck.