”“Damn!” I said.“Yup,” Tasha said it as if she just confirmed a commonly know fact in the universe.“What do I do?” I think I might have ...hined just a little.“Do what you want to do. Just remember the most important rule of being a person.”“What is that?” I asked.“You don’t know?”“I don’t know what I don’t know,” I chuckled after I said it, and Tasha gently patted my chest.“Very good, grasshopper. The crazy thing is that I think of all the men I have met, you live by the rule the. I finished my cabinet and pulled my shorts up as I got off the chair.She climbed onto the chair and then one foot on the counter. She turned and asked me to hand her a dish from the other side of the counter. She then he leaned forward to put the dish on the shelf and I could see right up her skirt from behind! She was not wearing any underwear! I could see her pussy lips just inches away from my face as she put each dish on the shelf! I could smell her vagina I was so close. At one. I walk to the head of the bed, get on, and get on my knees above her face. I lower my balls so that they hang above her mouth. “Lick, you fucking slut.”Her tongue caressed by balls, and every now and again, she sucks on one or the other – gently at first, but harder and harder as she goes on. While I pinch her nipples and put on the clothespins, she uses her tongue to lick my asshole, sticks it in, puts her mouth on it and sucks, just a little.I rise, and give her another kiss. “If you think. Com1I do not own the TV Show Charmed or any of its characters. I write for fun and receive no monetary gain from the writing of this storyThe Christmas Ball Room overlooking the San Francisco Skyline was nearly full. The pretty long brown haired witch swished and swayed from side to side displaying her round shapely bottom packed into her black corduroy pants. Prue Halliwell found herself in the presence of "Panty Santa at the hip party, which was being attended by her sisters Piper, Phoebe and.