But James, believe me, whatever your uncle’s potion does, it does it in spades. The effect is overwhelming, irresistible. And why should I want to r...sist it? As I sit here now, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that the man I’m looking at is more than just handsome and desirable: he’s the best and finest man there could ever be, and I simply have to be with him if I can.’ She reached out a hand and touched me just above the knee, but tentatively, as if she expected me to object or recoil. When. His body was devoid of hair and his taut skin caught the light and shade of the room beautifully. His skin was supple and he had a healthy tan from natural sunlight rather than a bottle. He was the same tone all over; his tanning preference might be lost on the less observant but not her. She knew he liked to get his clothes off and not just as a model for their study. The heat from her loins rose again and its sticky warmth imposed itself with more force. It broke her train of thought as it. Its the dead of night now and I badly need a piss, so I climb over my now u*********s friend and proceed to the toilet upstairs. As I approach the toilet door, I see that her door is open and I can see the T.V's light is still flickering on a low volume and I cant hear what's being said by the T.V. After the toilet, I walk past her room again and I hear like a shuffling sound coming from the room. So I stop just outside her room and hear her call my name. She called my name? Then I realised she. Stella had enjoyed her orgasm and liked the way that Miss Dawkins now rubbed her bottom and the backs of her legs and was so relaxed as she parted her legs as Miss Dawkins eased her hand down between them and rubbed her inner thigh. Might she tease another orgasm out of the young disciplinarian, she wondered, and thought she would as Miss Dawkins ran her finger along her pussy lips.Miss Dawkins was now certain that Stella had had an orgasm because as she rubbed her inner thigh she ran her.