It was freshly mown, and had rained several days before. Mushrooms usually pop up a few days afterwards. It was almost a perfect circle of crisp white...mushrooms. A fairy circle. Folklore had it you would find treasure at the center. When he called us almost screaming to get her outfit and get over there before he lost the perfect light. we did. He had already called his crew to set up the cameras and reflectors. When we got there he had measured and put Moira right in the center, with her knees. The state had opened up despite the outbreak of the virus and while things were not back to normal, if they ever would be, they were close to it. A woman had driven Nyla to the very apartment that Leah was rumored to live in. It was pretty decent given her salary as a nurse. Due to the summer hitting and weather getting warmer, the rooftop pool became busier than usual. In typical Leah fashion, given that both Kash and Trent had busy days, she went to the pool wearing her black two-piece. Nyla. When he opened the door and pulled me in, I felt a pleasant familiarity at seeing his bed, TV and bathroom door that I usually glimpsed. And his porn collection. Damien went over to a set of drawers against the wall and called me over. In the drawer were lots of pouches and small boxes like the one I had found, along with a colorful assortment of toys. He folded his arms across his chest and I couldn't ignore the way his forearms swelled. He nodded to the chest of drawers. "See what you. I moved against him and the friction of him against the sensitive nerves of my clit made me arch my spine, pressing harder with a moan. He was watching me, enjoying what he was seeing, his shaft swelling in response, well lubricated with the sticky sap that seeped from within me. I felt him shift below me, straining to angle for entry. I moved my hips to stop him. Who knew if I would have this chance again? I was going to make it last. I leaned over him and kissed his throat, teeth grazing his.