Deeper and deeper it went, her sex drawing him in, every inch more becoming an invitation to go deeper. She felt his naval bump against her, letting h...r know that his full length was now inside her. He then began to withdraw, leaving her feeling momentarily adrift with simultaneous sensations of disappointment and desperate anticipation. When he was almost fully withdrawn, he pushed it inside her again, this time a little harder, once again all the way to the hilt. He then began to repeat the. Potato chips scrunched into the plush carpet. Cigarette ash. Smoke. So much smoke. Every kind of smoke. You could get high just from being in the room. Everyone seemed to have some form of cigarette between their lips or fingers, dangling in that almost professional way as rings of smoke blew up and hovered warily around the chandeliers.“Hey!” I said, back on the overcrowded platform at the train station. “It’s been so long since we saw each other.”I flushed even as I said it because the last. "I jumped to my feet, still digesting yet more strange circumstance.Everything about this girl was complicated, I hardly knew what to tacklefirst. So much seemed to need my attention: her strange symptoms fromrampant magic use, her parents' death, this strange sort of forced courtshipI assumed she was running away from. I suddenly wondered something."Am I going to have to fight off some wizard for your honor?" I asked in arather tight voice as I pulled out a pair of jeans and a blue. “Can I?”She offered me a crooked grin and pulled her hand out of her panties. “I don’t know. Can you?” She then brought her wet fingers to her lips to suck them clean.“May I lick your pussy, Mommy?” Cookie prompted, stressing the grammar.“May I lick your pussy, Mom?” I corrected.“Yes, you may,” she answered. “Make some room for me.”Cookie laughed when I popped up like a ninja to get out of the way. Mom was much more graceful when she turned around and slowly reclined. She looked over at.