I got on my knees in the pouring rain and lifted her leg to expose her glistening pussy in the wet moonlight and she twitched as she felt her cunt ope..., then i started to lick her open hole which caused her legs to quiver and she let out a little moan.I was getting carried away with the sweet tasting and freshness of her gorgeous fanny darting my tongue in and out and sucking her lips and working it up to her hard clitoris which she was clearly enjoying and was making her wetter and wetter as i. Her mind was so scrambled with all the cock she had had recently, that if she had sat down and really thought about it, she would have realised, that it was her input into their lives, they needed, not more computer games, or the like! But...as in life....she wasn't thinking, straight. And, a quick fix, to absolve her conscience, was the steps she took. She was, however, so out of touch with what they were in to, she had to ask them what she should buy them. They were horrified she hadn't. We took the stairs, as taking the elevator could result in others seeing us.A quick search of the sixth floor revealed that only a few of the rooms there were occupied. We had used a listening spell on several of those rooms. We wondered if so few rooms on this floor were occupied because the floor was supposed to be haunted, or if it was just the January lull. We continued checking rooms until we came to two doors without numbers on them, All of the other doors had numbers.“Does this seem. A warm feeling flowed through me as I looked at the images of me as a very pretty little girl. I followed the line of photos along the wall until I came to some of this little boy who looked familiar in some way. It took a few minutes to realise it but the young boy was me! How could this little boy in these photos be me? I was a pretty little girl, not a young boy, or was I? Things we're slowly starting to slot into place in my mind. I was now a little girl, that did little girl things and.