I turned her around to face me and she was smiling, my cock was rock hard. As I bent down and licked her nipples her hand was on the back of my head a... she sighed. After another few minutes I said “Turn around again”, she put her hands back on the work bench and I was feeling her ass cheeks.I lifted up her skirt and slipped my hand over her big knickers. Feeling her ass and then moving my hand around to the front it slipped so easily onto the front of her knickers, rubbing her pussy she moaned. ”“Poppycock!” replied the middle-aged Jamaican matriarch. “I know you, Jason Campbell. If I don’t get some straight answers from you or Claire today, you’ll be back to that wicked city of yours before I know what’s what, and I’ll never get any straight answers.”Then she turned back to me, but with a softer and more gentle tone. “Now, Claire, let’s you and me have a talk, woman to woman. We’re both smart, mature women, used to being the center of our families. Let’s you and me talk, let’s not. "I don't see why it can't be with me. I can promise you that Rick isn't going to turn down the offer of sex with Michelle. You might as well get some of my pussy. I'm on the pill and I swallow so we can do whatever you want."Brad never even thought that this might be some kind of joke or scam (which was good, because it wasn't). Within a few minutes, he was screwing Natalie on the sofa and came deep in her pussy. Over the rest of the day and night and the next morning, they tried just about. It is my world, and you merely live in it."Imogen kept her face a mask, willing herself not to smile."That was a joke. But it is also true. And it is also true that this world, once created, followed a path that I had not predicted. It took on a life of its own. They that in habit this world are not, as I had supposed, mere constructs. They exist in a reality every bit as genuine as mine or that of the Muggles. How this came to be, I cannot say. It is true that I can, if I wish, exercise.