Pansy and Missy were taken out of the room by our fathers as Bunny and Iwere allowed to remain with the women to await the seamstress who wascoming by...to measure us for our wedding gowns. She arrived within 30 minutes of us receiving the news. She measured usboth before we were given our next orders. Bunny was told to retire tothe porch with Miss Tiffany so they could have some alone time todiscuss their new arrangement. I had to accompany Madame to her home next door. I walked slightlybehind. Then she comes, mating her mouth to your in a long and passionate kiss and drenching your fingers with cunt juice. You slowly withdraw your hand from under her skirt. She reaches for it tenderly, lifts it to her lips and delicately nibbles at the fingertips, tasting her own fluids.A fantasy? Not for me. It's a game that I play with my boyfriend every so often, and it marks the culmination of the many hours that he and I have spent mastering the art of finger- fucking. The fact that our. "John. John, wait up." Ben scurried after John causing him to cringe."What do you mean, he?s here?" Yeah, can?t you feel the magic?" John paused to look at Ben and took adeep breath, under the lights in the parking lot he looked like he wassixteen instead of twenty-two. "It feels like the night just gotseveral degrees colder, the air tastes stale, sort of... lifeless. AndI can smell a hint of sulfur. Those are all signs of death magic, magicthat steals life, but we don?t know what this guy. " Again I paused to think. I knew I craved her body - no question, but what could she be thinking right then? Could she have any idea that I was completely nude? Was she watching through that small gap between two boards in the fence that separated our houses? My libido answered for me almost before my thinking could conclude. "Please do and be careful as you get in. The steps are slippery and I wouldn't want you to fall and get hurt." "Don't worry, I'm always careful," Mary said. She quickly.