Her pussy lips were gleaming with her juices.Sara stopped moaning long enough to tell me how good she felt and how much fun she was having. "But," she...said, "I've never been able to cum while I'm drunk with a guy or girl." Bells sounded and I heard the challenge again. "I'm not stopping till she does!" I thought to myself."Just relax and enjoy yourself," I whispered in her ear, giving it a playful lick.She smiled at me and lay back down, wrapping her legs around my shoulders.I tickled her. " Lorna said. "Blah!" This last was said in a bad Transylvanian accent, while her fingers mimicked vampire fangs. Nolan laughed."Here, let me try the spell on you. Maybe it'll help with your back." Good thinking!" Lorna said. Nolan cast the spell, and Lorna sighed with relief. She took the book and cast a spell that would give him "great good fortune," according to the Beowulf-label. She passed it to him so he'd cast the same spell on her, but it fell and closed. Nolan picked it up and opened. A few feet away, I saw our near mirror image with Brad and Sheila. Feeling the erotic pleasure of Rob’s tongue and fingers working me over, feeling his cock against my leg, and watching Brad and Sheila pushed me over the edge, and I came in buckets, even ejaculating some of my juices and getting them on Rob. I apologized but he just looked pleased at my response to his ministrations.I whispered to him, “Make love to me. Fuck me. I want you in me.”That was just the right thing to say, because he. We went ahead to get our boarding passes. As our commencement of flight began, her eyes filled with tears again. I had nothing to stop her tears. I felt helpless. The thought of leaving her had broken every string my heart ever built. As we went through she didn’t wait and turned back. She didn’t say a goodbye. I felt my legs getting heavier. I could not have left her like this. My mother looked at me and I know she understood. She whispered in my ears, “You don’t HAVE to go if you don’t want.