In a way, she's an extension of my own problems with *my* body image. She may have sex in a long story I've been about halfway through for months (I *...ATE* writer's block!), but when I come to better terms with my own body image, I imagine I'll then be able to bring that to Tara's character.(Anne-Mal) Here is an original question! Maggie the Witch has appeared before you and will grant one and only one wish to you? What do you wish?Editor's Note- Eat your heart out Bash!(RLoner) *Grin* I. He took his panties off and again exposed his now hard cock. We stood up and started kissing. Our cocks were rubbing against each other and it felt great. He had on perfume and he smelled wonderful. He began slipping his tongue in and out of my mouth. We were really going at it. We rolled down onto the floor and wrapped our legs around each other. We worked our mouths up and down each other, finally ending up in a sixty nine position. This was totally new to me. But, as I tried it, it felt. She could not control her lust.She laughed and took my dick and guided it into her pussy. I entered her. I pushed the dickhead inside as she moaned and grabbed the bedsheet. She was warm and tight. Her pussy was gripping my dick.I grabbed her by the waist and thrust more forcefully and half my dick was inside her. I began thrusting and began hitting the back of her womb. We kissed again and I began thrusting harder. All the while she was moaning and screaming my dad’s name seductively. She. She stood, facing me, wearing nothing more than a tiny, translucent thong type pantie. Maybe it was the wine, maybe the lighting, who knows, but I remembered Mickey's comment about her having one of the hottest bodies in school, and I concluded that he was absolutely correct.Her breasts were about the size of a nice orange with small nipples, that seemed to be hard on their own. The colored part was about two inches across and the light pink color reminded me of the cherry on top of an ice.