The words "This book belongs to Aidan Forger." appears in the bottom right corner of the book."What the fuck!?" You exclaim.You can't believe what jus... happened, you try to pick up the book again and this time you feel nothing. You throw the book in your backpack and run home.At home you calm down and take a better look at the book, it seems to be a very old book. You start to flip through the pages and find two spells that catch your attention: "Dai chu" and "Dest" according to the book:"Dai. Then I got hard watching Mrs. Taylor's boobs bounce around in math class. Then on the bus two of the older kids were making out and I watched them while I stroked my cock through the pocket of my pants.While I was telling grandpa about my day, I could feel his cock getting hard and he slowly started grinding his hips up into my crotch. He parted his robe and I started playing with his hairy man boobs. He loved it when I pinched his nipples."That's it Billy, suck on grandpa's nipples." I bent. I realise that I'm being watched, scrutinised, visually tasted. A couple are dancing entwined, his hands cupping her breasts, discussing me. I look into her eyes and I'm lost. She is a tiny, petite, brunette and has a harshness to her face that suggests she takes no prisoners, veiled under dark sultry eyes. She smiles slowly, knowing I will come to her.I join them in three strides and with no introduction, she takes my face in her hands and places her lips on mine. She tastes like cherries with. My nipple perks hard, but I blush from head to toe as I let out a soft whimper, almost embarrassed. He leans in, his tongue swirls lightly inches from my nipple, and he teases me so. I don’t say a word, but I let out soft gasps waiting for him to take it into his mouth. Lingering as long as he can, which feels like hours to me, he teases me still. “Please, fuck, please,” I beg of him. He looks up just slightly a cheeky grin on his wicked face. He says not a word, but flicks his tongue across my.