In her mind, Tessa joined them, but they were Tarryn and Sophie.‘Mrs. Winterbottom,’ she thought. ‘Who’d have imagined her eating my pussy!’...he fingers of her right hand moved over her clit, the two middle fingers together, while the same two fingers of her left hand pressed inside her pussy. It was not the same as a cock, but she tried to remember and imagine Doc inside her, fucking her now.She worked her clit, knowing exactly how to take herself to the edge. She kept herself at the edge for a. What’s their secret? Is it a loving partner that cares for them? Nope. Is it a newfound religion? Not likely. Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are. “Yeah, no one is going to believe you anyway!” he smiled. He slipped his shirt off.“No, sluts take their bottoms off first!” I quipped. We had heard our father teach my mother that rule when she undressed for him. She always removed her bottoms and then her top and shoes. She rarely ever wore panties or bras to their sessions.“I am not mom,” he said as he stepped out of his shorts. He seemed like he was tense and ready to change his mind at any moment. I could have spooked him by making too. I was so glad she was wearing shorts, because you all know how I love the female leg, but her wearing shorts made it hard on me.Oops. Perhaps I should say, 'it made it really difficult for me to focus on driving'?Pick either phrase - they're both accurate!!"You want to get a bite to eat? Sam's treating," I said as I moved the car into the freeway exit lane. "He gave me money for, as he said, 'just in case you and Belle want to stop for dinner or something'." I could go for some pasta of some.