“Well well well, and here I thought you were going to be doing work while I was out,” he says in his oh so deep sexy voice. A moan escapes my lips...as I move my hips over the chair, unable to help myself as I stare up at Jon with pleading eyes. “I … I couldn’t help it… Oh god, I’m so horny and wet Jon!” "I can see that,” he chuckles. “You’ve made quite the mess on your nice leather chair haven’t you?” “I’m sorry,” I say, unable to stop whimpering and teasing my nipples as I squirm beneath his. Magical how? Anything you wish inside this house, it becomes true. Like that genie inside the bottle tale, do you know it? Alex nodded, and inquired that, if he asked for a chopper, one would appear. Carl laughed, telling him that it wasnt so simple, some steps were required first. But there was a simple thing the boy could try to prove that house was indeed magical. Ill propose a test, Carl added. What if I told you that, right now, anything you asked your mother, she would agree? And, I mean. All the way back she kept laughing at my face.When we reached home, I learned that our parents had gone to the fair for the local music event. Both of us smiled and held our hands tightly. Both of us knew what was going to happen.She came to my house and we rushed to my room. She was so turned up that she started talking dirty n the way and thus giving me a hard on, it was not my first time, neither was her’s.As soon as I opened my door she closed the windows and took of her top. I took off my. I leaned back mincing andwiggled my hips like a prom queen, strutting as I moved away from themail box and made my turn at the driveway. And when I did a symphony ofsounds and sensations erupted. The floral pattern of the satiny rayondress gleamed in the light, the sheer nylon garter stockings so finelyknit almost had a neon glow and the sounds! That swish-shick-swish-shick-swish-shick sound of the nylons as I took each step up the drivewaywas amazing and the sensation was nearly mind.