My heart started pounding.She had dirty blonde hair that cascaded down over hershoulders. She was about five foot six or so and worea simple black sil... dress, the hem of which revealedthat her shapely legs were wrapped in sheer black silkstockings. On her feet she wore gleaming 4-inch blackpumps. Her breasts seemed to be fighting to be free ofthe silk that just held them captive.Bringing her long-fingered hands together she didlittle rapid claps and mouthed a kiss which she blewto me as she. " If we go with you as you say, we must go to your world, there is no place else for us, is that true?" That's true." But how on your world may we still be Ghotagatogulagunga?" the mother pressed. "We cannot be alone more, as we were before you came and have been again after you have left. You say you have make place for us to live, but it is only place, and it is on your world. It will again be as it was when you were here, that we are small and you are large and your way must become our. One person pointed out that I was being unrealistic on how long I was having my character hit a golf ball, the story was a fantasy but hey he was right about it being unrealistic, and he had brought it up politely so no reason not to make a change. After making those corrections I reposted the story awaiting further comments and hoping for a few compliments.There were some attaboys and requests to keep writing, but another reader pointed out that my story would go better if it was a girl. She moaned and cried out in pleasure, rubbing her clit frantically with one hand and shoving her fingers of her other hand in her twat at the same time. An entirely new orgasm was building up inside her, and she called out to the Wolf to go faster, as he pounded her sphincter. Three minutes into her first buggering, Little Red-Cap came noisily, screaming thanks to the Wolf and thrusting her hips back at him. He came almost straight away afterwards, filling the third of her orifices that day,.