Her blonde hair shined like a gold in the morning sun. She always wore them as two braids that ended just above her slim waist. Her big eyes had a col...r of a peacefull ocean and they glimmered with something - a spark that could dazzle any men. Her face was considered cute by some and sultry by others. Cute when you focused on her eyes but sultry if your gaze followed her shapely lips. They were rosy-pink, thick and soft. Her upper lip had a very pronounced shape of a cupid bow. Her lips looked. I didn’t care. My cunt was wet and ready. I ran my finger over my cunt lips; I was slippery and shivered to my touch. I patted doggie’s head. His nose was cold and it shocked me. I jolted. His nose was nudging my clit as he licked. I thought I would cry out. This was too good; his tongue licking inside me now. I must have tasted good because he was frantic and dancing on his hind legs. I looked down. His red cock was halfway out and all because of me. It was an exciting scene and I. "We'll take the van back to your house, and drop you off. Not a word as to what has happened. Over the next few days, you shall be trained in the Art."Over the next week or so, I was given many interesting lessons on the nature of Magic as it related to society and culture in the last millennium or so that, despite being highly informative and very interesting, found their way to annoy the heck out of me. Not a single word of the Arcanan language was taught to me then, save my sign word. It was. I asked her what happened? she said “I have seen my friend mastrubating and squirting when she reaches her climax, but when I masturbate I am unable to reach climax, and no liquid ooze out of me, this makes me feel so frustrating”, to which I replied “There is nothing to be frustrated about in this situation most of the women never ever squirt but they still reach the climax and they enjoy.. ” to which she replied “No, you are wrong, I have heard that every women must squirt to reach the climax.