It was the touch of Sampson’s lovely nose and tongue between her legs that got her started on a satisfying orgasm and she knew if they were not inte...rupted that he would certainly mount her like a bull and make her his bitch with absolute certainty behind locked doors to protect their privacy in a matter that was viewed as “not normal” by most that frowned on such things.The touch of Sampson’s long wet tongue along her neatly trimmed cuntal lips gave her a twinge of pleasure that exploded in. We looked all morning and it was almost lunch before we found some. Out of the several spells that Brandy found in the ancient books of magic, there was only one that I could understand, even with Brandy's help. I tried it, carefully pronouncing the words and making the required hand motions. After, I didn't feel any differently, so I was not sure the spell had worked. Brandy assured me she could see the magic working. Now we only had to wait for the summoned person to arrive."So, how long do. He stoodoutside their door, listening with all his might. No sounds. No choice,either. He knocked with his knuckles, twice. And then he waited.Maybe they wouldn't answer. Maybe they were asleep. Maybe--And then he heard a shuffling behind the door, and the hallway click thatmeant a switch had been flipped. A sleepy voice: "Who is it?"The voice was thick, but sweet. Only a few moments earlier he'd heard itmoan "Oh, fuck me!" and then scream. It was *her* voice.Todd opened his mouth, but. Instantly, I’m defensive. “Hey!” I say as I recoil. She replies very calmly. “Just trust me and relax.”Without waiting for my reply, she slowly reaches over again and this time puts her hand in my panties, slowly running her fingers through my peach fuzz. Dang it, I forgot to shave. She hovers over my clit, rubbing it gently and moves down to my pussy, putting a finger in and slowly moving it in and out. At this point I’m gasping and breathing deeply and we get weird looks from everyone else..