The soft hair, the floral fragrance coming from her, all this turned him on. His one hand reached down to her hips and snaked down towards her pussy ...ips.Nicholas was still entranced with her ass. Her soft round bubble butt, entranced him to no measure. Rubbing his hands all over her ass, folding it, playing with it.She felt weak in her knees, it was something out of her deepest fantasies. She finally got down to her knees. There was a look of discontent on the faces of her new found lovers.. Not that we even thought about a sail change; there was still one boat ahead of us, and only a kilometre to the finish. Ron was slowly reeling us in, but I didn’t think he would be able to pass us before the finish line.As it was, there was just too much distance between Neil and Dianne’s boat and us; we almost caught them, but they got the finish gun maybe ten seconds ahead of us. Ron was maybe another thirty seconds behind us, with others not all that far behind. We dropped the spinnaker, and. Trouble. I never like seeing people in trouble. Especially not women. And this woman is likely a celebrity, just like Kellie. I may even be a fan of hers. Thus I decided to assist the lass. "Tell me about this friend," I said, pulling out from the curb and starting to head for Hackney."Her name is Jessie Wallace," Kellie began hesitantly. "Have you heard of her?"I thought for a moment, then nodded. Jessie Wallace. Who in London hasn't heard of Jessie Wallace? Long-running member of the East. I had to freeze him while we dressed and cleaned up. We made believe we were studying when I brought him out of it. So, of course, MP knows about me." I'm sure you've already handled that." I nodded as MP tried to speak, but she couldn't—the spell forbade her from telling anyone about me and my magic, and that included my mother, who was a witch. "Meanwhile, I think you two have some business to finish so off to your room, and, no, MP, I don't look like a witch, do I?" MP just stood there,.