Sounds like a Polaroid camera. Developing. Silence. She left the room. Time passing. Trying to catch my breath. A sobbing little baby girl. I'm still ...rying. Tears streaming down my face. Her making a drink. Bedsprings. She's sitting on the bed. Staring at me. Suddenly standing next to me. Softly rubbing my back, my thighs. Now very maternal. "Did that hurt, honey?" Ye..yes Mommy." Good. It was supposed to. Are you going to be a good girl now?" Yes Mommy." Good. Come over to the bed. I have a. She sneaks around her counter and makes her way to the elevator swaying her hips like a little girl who is happy around playing. He follows her at a slow pace, grabbing his laptop with his fist, all suited with a serious look.They both step in the elevator and anxiously wait for the door to close, and as soon as it does, she jumps on him in an attempt to kiss him. He drops off the laptop bag from his fist and slaps her face with his other arm. She falls down on the ground and looks up at him. ‘There,’ Ephasia said, turning her forcefully towards the mirror. ‘Now you are most definitely a genie.’ Whoa, Cypress thought, her fear momentarily forgotten. That’s me? She wasn’t sure what exactly Ephasia had done, but it had worked. Oh, so she wasn’t some petite little beauty queen or anything, she never would be. But her hair had smoothed out, so that it was indeed as long as Ephasia’s, and looked like a curtain of light brown silk, rather than a big brown bush. And her complexion had. It is perhaps one of the mostest sexual and sensual things I like to do and now I was in my absolute element my mouth full of her red laced panties, tasting her sweetness through them as I managed to slowly tease them aside with the tip of my tongue until I was able to enjoy the real touch of her soft enticing pussy lips, oozing with wetness as we both worked lavishly on each other, feeling her like she was eating me, whispering for me to feed her with my cream, that she wanted that so much,.