Then after many minute of squeezing them and pinching her nipples her hand descended down to between her legs and disappeared from sight under the dir...y water. It didn't take a Rocket Scientist to work out what she was doing, for the water was lapping over the rim and her whole body shuddered as she came. I suddenly had a fear that I hadn't switched on the recorders but after checking I found that I had.She entered our bedroom dry and still naked to start to get dressed for the evening out.. She crafted something new out of them. The power I absorbed affected what she created.I supercharged her magic.The beam of purple lanced out from us as I controlled our repaired body. We rose. The mage wrenched up a barrier of adamant stone. I could feel his magic manipulating that same machinery, changing the alignment of the minute particles in the stone into a stronger matrix. Something that should withstand our attack.But so much more force went into it. It was like I gave Aingeal a longer. This time I looked at him keenly. He caught my eyes and I shyly smiled.I found wetness in my cunt. I decided to give massage to him at the earliest. I wanted to experiment my slutness on father in law and then through him I wanted more men.I am Brinda. In first part you read that before marriage while learning massage I lost virginity to a servant man and kept fucking with him for next seven days. After three months I got married and husband and his family members accepted me as a virgin. In a way she’d reminded me of the last virgin I took. Almost twenty years ago to the day and not more than 20 minutes drive from where I was staying right now. I’d met that one accidentally. I’d left my motorbike at the hotel deciding to take a bus to the city instead. I’d been waiting at the bus stop when she came in to shelter from the rain. I hadn’t seen the ‘Black Only’ sign. I’d read a little about the segregation in South Africa, but hadn’t experienced much at first hand, having basically.