From what Mary Anne said, she was legally old enough, but for all intent and purposes Crystal looked awful, awful young.Barely five feet tall and luck... to be a hundred pounds with curves more hinted at than physically apparent. If she could fill “A” cups, that would be a stretch, her bumps barely registering through the loose top she wore. Her waist could not have been more than a few inches thinner than her hips or rib cage…but she does have evidence of a firm, globally shaped ass cheeks. Her. The coven was split into several smaller sub-sections along a major land route from the coastal regions of hedonistic excess. It was a region that was terribly short of female companionship due to the plague that had decimated that gender with effective genocidal cleansing. The remaining older females in their waning nubile years were overwhelmed with male copulatory demands and the new crop of females were far too young to be sexually active despite the pressure to change social standards to. The pair of firefighters ran towards the house as Carrie filled Tim on the situation. ‘Two girls. Their bedroom is at the top of the stairs on the left. They were taking a nap.’ Tim nodded as they rushed through the front door, already smoldering. They both took the situation in with one quick glance. The lower floor was almost fully engulfed and the stairs felt shaky as they mounted them. ‘No time to wait for a ladder truck,’ Tim yelled. The house lurched. Both firefighters ignored the. Then she stepped forward, pulling my head down to her white cotton panties. As my face got closer, I could see a damp spot where her panties disappeared between her legs. I could also smell the delicious scent of her sex. Her ‘cunny’ as she called it. “Do you like it?” she asked. I nodded my head at the same time that she pulled me into the dampness. “Do you want to taste it?” she asked. Again I nodded my head, this time my nose pressed into her panty clad folds. Sitting on the edge of the bed,.