My father was just happy if I grew up normal. My mother didn’t care what I did as long as I was happy. My uncle killed my parents, cause he was jeal...us of my father’s magic items that he had made and collected. His own sister, he just killed her. I wish my life were some where near normal. There is a blot in the horizon, as I fly as fast as I can towards where Blue Bandit should be. I get closer and the blot looks like it’s falling towards the ground again. Blue Bandit’s move. Run really fast,. I rub my cock up and down, she is very wet, there's even a little drip running down the inside of her left leg, and I push right in and go all the way inside."Ooooh, Justin, that's good, yeah."Now I begin going back and forth and she's doing her muscle thing gripping me, then relaxing, then gripping, oh, boy, what a feeling."God, it feels so good when you use your muscles in there. Feels so good." Mmm, feels good to me too especially when you push far inside me. Oooh, like that. Oh, yeah, I. And you?” Stacy asked.“I think ‘Slutty-Lips’ red, for my slutty lips, of course!” Cindy decided.“OK! And, here is some ‘fuck-my-titties’ foundation, ‘eat-my-wet-cunt’ blush, and ‘cum-on-my-face’ eye shadow.”“I need some ‘fat-cock-licking’ lip gloss, strawberry flavored. Do you have any?”“Hmm, not in strawberry, but I have it in ‘hot-cum’ and ‘pussy-juice’”“I’ll have ‘hot-cum’ on my lips, please” said Stacy giggling.“I like ‘pussy-juice’ on my lips!” Cindy added.“Mabey later,” Stacy replied.They. It had left her slightly on edge, her body still tingling for more after Mark had spent himself. She had enjoyed it, up to the point where he had stopped, so instead of that soul-wracking orgasm she had enjoyed her first time, she had lain there. More, her mind moaned, more, while she had lain there with him for over an hour, before he had taken her home.Choir practice had been long and exhausting and, guiltily, she had found her mind wandering to her absent lover and his body and that wondrous.