“I just don’t believe it," she said.Toby responded telling her the whole story. Including that his cock was the only one I had ever sucked. And th...t I derived my considerable skills by having experts suck me. He neglected to tell her that he had also fucked me.The look on Missy’s face was indescribable, she was in a state of shock.Toby went to tell her that she was the best fuck ever and that he wanted her to be just as good at cocksucking. And that if she wanted to continue to get his big. I’d thought about shaving sometimes, and I figured, as long as I’m here in the tub —I smelled like lavender when I toweled off. I keep my hair short, and it didn’t take long to spike it up again with the hand-dryer. I put on my crimson nightgown, which covered me like a choir robe from my neck to my feet. It didn’t feel at all modest, though. It was loose and airy, and, strange to say, it made me more aware of my body than I was in the bath. I was especially distracted by my newly shaved pussy.. " The problem that we Wizards and Witch's have discovered with tryingthings like that is that things can become much worse when we try tomake them better. It can best be said that the universe likes somesuffering to balance what happiness there is. I.E. good must bebalanced by evil, or the entire universe could become unstable." So I can't try to make things better? Is that not what you have beendoing for a few hundred years???" True but I correct small wrongs, little injustices in the grand. The feeling was exquisite. And to cap it off, she slid a finger up my ass and gently massaged my prostate. I was hard again in seconds. There was no hurry, no urgency. I surrendered to the sensation, and to the breeze, and the sun, and the crash of the surf. It was the complete moment, except for one thing. I had to taste her pussy again."Let me eat you as you blow me," I begged. She shifted position to allow me access to her cunt and resumed sucking. The musky taste of her juices, the silky.