“Oooooh, that’s cold...” She coos.She tenses her legs a little, pushing down against the floor and raising her arse so she can angle her pussy m...re toward the dog’s licks – letting him explore deeper without having to press his cold nose against her so much... He obliges – and from the way she arches her back and takes a deeper breath, we can guess that his tongue is no longer just working the lips of her pussy, but is now digging in deeper, giving her an altogether more intense. ’ ‘Also can’t remember what we did, … well, if we went to dinner or whatever.’ ‘Hmm! But you remember her panty girdle.’ He drew on his pipe again, nodding. His friend snorted with a slight scowl and added: ‘And her ‘tobacco’?’ He nodded again with a slight smile, then remarked: ‘But actually, I first recalled another girl’s panty girdle, but probably your mentioning her brought it to mind.’ ‘And the other one?’ ‘Not as attractive. Hmm? I dated her roommate first.’ ‘But …, well, I don’t need. That helped for a little bit, but I was forced to breathe hot air. The temperature rose so high that my throat seemed to burn as I breathed. Okay, this was getting serious!I was not able to counteract the hot air directly because I was not yet familiar enough with spells affecting the air. However, I was very good with water spells, so I made it start to snow inside the sphere. Of course, the snow flashed to water and much of it to steam as it reacted with the heat, but I had the spell set up. My sister Rachel and I were sharing a room as our summer house was getting remodeled and the other rooms were being redone. “What are you dreaming about over there?” Rachel asked, drawing me out of my thoughts. I adjusted my towel on my lap, covering the bulge in my swim trunks. “Nothing now,” I said. Rachel was attractive. She was the typical cheerleader with perky breasts, nice legs and a pretty face. I’d seen her walking around in her panties and bra before and knew that she would have.