When he finally reached her ankles, she turned over and smiled at him, letting him get a good look at her firm young body in all its spellbinding sple...dour. The bulge in his trunks had now grown to epic proportions and she could feel her cunt twitching in desire."Gonna do my front, too?" she asked, aware of her own voice being not much more than a mere whisper.She watched as her father nervously squirted some oil onto his hands and then began to run it on her right leg, slowly working his way. “My husband wont let me get my lips close to his erection, we only do “Missionary” even then not often because of this back, his fingers won't get close to my v.g.! “Well now, you are telling a lot more than I need to be aware of , don't you think?” I asked. “No, not at all, you see I want you to demonstrate all those things with ME!, she stated. You could have knocked me over with a feather upon hearing her idea. “Come on now that wouldn't be right!” “It would be just for my benefit to know. .I'm a wizard...and if you recall, the nameof this store filled with junk, as you so eloquently described itearlier, is called Spells R Us. Knowing your name and what you think isthe least of my talents."Tony looked at the man...still not totally convinced he was a wizard.Was he being played for a fool here? "Okay. So, what's in thebottle...a genie?" Yes...actually. Although, not the run of the mill kind of genie thatyou're thinking of, but in fact, a very special kind. This genie. I am sure she had caught me starting at her long legs and butt on more than one occasion. Jackie was married but the relationship was not going well. The last time we had chatted over a drink she had confided that her husband had lost interest in her. I had answered that he must be turning gay because she was “smoking hot.” The compliment had earned me a wry grin. It was a Wednesday in mid July and I had taken the seadoo out for a spin. Being mid week the lake was very quiet. I arrived back at.