“Hey dude, pass me another one please?” He asked as he tossed his first remains from the meal to the side. “Sure. Hold on.” I replied as I han...ed him another one. His fingers touched mine and for a second I felt him stare at me.I finished my second fish as well and fell down backwards in the sand. I was stuffed. I stared at the clouds as they drifted over us. Small puffy grey clouds were being blown over and I knew it was going to rain again. Our make shift shelter will be tested again it. Her breast were supple and exquisite, 36 D with small pink nipples. Many a man had wanted her courtship...before she joined the academy, after that it was men who held only desires for power. The wizards consumed with their books never paid her no mind in her entire days there. Except for one...who still danced in her mind, his name was Yasset...though now he was far away from the academy.She was of the powerful magi, witches of the north who prided themselves of the uncanny. Though also their. Wellington is right; there is a lot of work to be done that day and she is sure he will make up for her orgasm later as he says. When lunchtime comes a few hours later, Mr. Wellington again gets her in a promising situation and begins making up for his lack of finishing earlier. Olivia is thoroughly enjoying his touch and it doesn't take her long before she is back on the edge of that elusive orgasm once more. But again he stops just shy of her tumbling over the edge, making an excuse that he. ‘Oh, God, I really felt you.’ He rested a moment and pulled out. He looked at her and noticed something was missing. ‘You didn’t?’ he asked. ‘It’s okay.’ ‘No, it’s not. If we’re gonna start over, we’re gonna do it with a bang!’ He put his fingers inside her and immediately found her g-spot. She jerked her pelvis up off the bed. He smiled as he worked his fingers. ‘Stay with me, baby. Just a bit more.’ A moment later she cried out ‘yes’ and drenched his fingers with her orgasm. He kept stroking.