He slid a finger down the bottom of the crack of her ass, along the skin between her asshole and her treasure. He quickly found hot moisture and knew ...hat he had struck gold. He dipped a finger into the sopping wet hole that he had discovered, and she moaned into his mouth. His one hand squeezed her soft ass cheek while his other hand slid two inches of a finger into her steamy treasure, over and over again as they kissed. Charmaine’s hand reached down in between them and undid his jeans and. In every village, in every town and between each of them. Fortunately, however, they didn’t seem to pay much notice to the girls, so Primrose’s advice as to what to wear had seemed to bear fruit. However, to be on the safe side Sharon and Tracey kept as respectable distance between themselves and any police-woman (or occasionally police-man) as they could. Primrose’s warnings had frightened the wits out of them. Although the police wore no more clothes than anyone else, what they wore was. I leaned back and let her toes work wonderful magic over me. Sara reached for her pizza and took a bite while Jenni and I slipped further away from reality, but the look on Sar's face told me that she knew exaclt what was happening. After a few bites, she put the pizza down and then shifted a bit in her seat. She leaned forward and then reached under the pizza stand in the middle of our table. When she pulle dher hand away, there were now two pairs of panties there. I looked at her,. Ella gave a surprised gasp as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. He had changed her look completely. Her dark hair was woven up so that it looked bigger, much bigger and voluminous, back combed to increase the height. It made her look very glamorous, she thought. ‘I love it,’ she beamed at him, happily teasing the huge hair in her hand. He grinned at her as he went back to his task, his eyes working her face like an artist worked a painting, applying the make-up carefully and then.