”She also smiled and said, “Now I am all yours, and you can have sex whenever you want. I asked her to make today the most memorable day of my lif..., and she said, “You will never going to forget this day.”I asked, “I want one thing from you today. Today we will not wear anything.” She smiled and said, “Just wait, Shama (her maid) is about to come for work.” We wore our clothes, and after almost an hour, Shama came for work.Shama was also a decent-looking woman in her mid-thirties. Her husband. She’d then brag about her son and all that he had been doing since we last played together. We usually played at least once a week sometimes up to three or even four times a week during the summer, but that was only a few times. After the small talk seemed to be over she’d always tell her “boys” to come and give her a hug and she’d hold us close and always tell us how big we were getting. Because we all knew what was coming my cock and the other boy’s cock would already be hard or rapidly. As if sensing my embarrassment, my dad stepped forward.“Well, we’d better get this guy home. It’s been a busy weekend and I’m sure these kids didn’t get too much sleep last night. I remember what away games were like when I was in high school.”“Oh yes,” said Nao’s father with a laugh. “Hopefully swim meets are a little more sedate than rugby tours.” He shook hands with my dad, then turned to me. “Well, I’m not around as much as I’d like to be, but I hope to see you next time I’m back home,. Not that he was taking advantage of the young girl, just being familiar in the closeness of a darkened room. She knew he had a bit of a fixation on the daughter and it didn't bother her at all to call him "Daddy" when the lights were out. At this point, Bonnie knew that the two personas had merged into one and in many respects the resulting personality was superior to either party. It was true that the witch was powerful, but Bonnie had a strong personality of her own and it went back.