But i just wanted to fuck the friend right thier and then, but would the girlfriend care, yes ,so i just made out and felt her up while my hands were ...lso on my girlfriend. later on the friends boyfriend came in ready to go bed, so then it was dark ,nothing too see,me and my girlfriend started to undress in our bed next to thiers but not that close she grabbed my dick with her hands playing with it and my tongue in her mouth and my fingers in her wet juicy pussy, the friend and her boyfriend. He changed as quickly as he could, she was counting fromthe hallway 6, 7, 8, he was sobbing as he fastened the skirt, "please,please please"Half falling down the stairs hem flicking, knickers flashing, "Please,please I'm sorry I'm sorry." She was watching him as she spoke, "ohhello mr Oswald, yes I wanted to talk to you about my lodger, yes, youwere quite right, of course, Ok, I look forward to seeing you tomorrowthen." She put the phone down, a gleam of triumph in her eyes, he feltlike he was. What was interesting is he never mentioned Cheryl’s name or that she was his daughter. She was his assistant and interpreter and of no concern. Well, the evening was pleasant but complicated. I had difficulty concentrating on the conversation having to look at and talk through Cheryl the entire evening. She was dressed in a long red embroidered jacket over black slacks and looked gloriously beautiful. As we parted after dinner she shook my hand in goodbye and slipped me a note which I quickly. She held the stone between herself and the tree and held the tip of the tiny dagger to the stone. Ignoring proper warding of her circle, she simply concentrated on seeing the tree through the black void of the stone she called Key. Soon she could see it and poured herself through the stone at the tree. It began to glow and take shape. The shape that emerged was a person in a long robe, human in form but not identifiable as male or female. Rebecca’s stomach knotted up as she took in the shape of.