If he could just get his head straight. All this mystic mumbo-jumbo was so stupid. They had him half convinced they were witches. How stupid is that? ...t was more like they were playing at a game. He knew someone else—Jacqueline—at school who was a member of the Society for Creative Anachronism. She was so weird in so many ways, but he had a feeling she had just a bit of a crush on him last year. But that was all the group was. They just liked to dress up and play games. He couldn’t believe his. I was starting to wonder just how far this was going to go and at the same time, maybe hoping a little, while still trying to stop my cock from getting too hard just in case it was all in my imagination.As my cock was resting down between my legs, hanging over my balls, she was able to finish cleaning my torso without anything happening and then moved down to my feet and started to move up my legs. As she got to the top of my legs, her hands brushed against my balls a couple of times, seemingly. Yes, like most women, I’ve sometimes gone up to bed, stripped completely naked and got my toys out. But, from experience, I’ve done it, in the lounge, a thousand times. A little tingling sensation, maybe aroused from something on late night television. A real give away to a fake, is usually the way the woman is dressed. Too tarty usually means stage managed. Stockings. Well, yes, I wear stockings all the time. But we women will always make sure the tops are well covered by the length of our. . I ... you're our Daddy, of course ... I just meant ... you guys have been wonderful ... I'm sorry," she finished, flustered and embarrassed.Jeff hugged her affectionately."I understand, Chrissie. There's no offense taken."Valerie continued while Christina whispered sweet nothings in Jeff's ear to make up for her gaff. Grace smiled."Anyway, we were picked as the most useful liaisons for you because of a peculiarity in our makeup. Our profiles show that we are the two people from Terzo most.